Comments on: Song of The Day: Charlotte Gainsbourg - Le Chat Du Café Des Artistes

By: Boatswain

Boatswain — Sat, 29 Jan 2011 17:34:56 +0000

I just wanted to add that the song is a cover. ‘Le Chat Du Café Des Artistes’ was written by Quebec singer-songwriter Jean-Pierre Ferland. The original is also superb - reminiscent of ‘L’histoire de Melody Nelson’, the album by Gainsbourg’s father, Serge.

Check out the original here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0RbeTSBxE-o

By: Kandy Zona Libre

Kandy Zona Libre — Thu, 25 Feb 2010 14:23:50 +0000

Thank you for the interesting read! Alright playtime is over and back to school work.

By: mybachababy33

mybachababy33 — Tue, 23 Feb 2010 16:23:19 +0000

Vous cherchez des cours de musique ?

By: cowgirl53

cowgirl53 — Tue, 23 Feb 2010 13:11:24 +0000

Salut, moi aussi je cherche des cours de musiques, j’ai trouv

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By: James

James — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 06:52:18 +0000

Yeah, for me the stand out track (see below). I was looking for translations, found your posting the the english version below…. And that kinda sad as it’s not written by them, but overall the lp is still very strong….

I’ve been listening to Brel / Gainsbourg for a long time, but recently have been stretching the boundaries thanks to the great http://fillessourires.blogspot.com/

enjoy…..

http://whiskeyclone.net/ghost/songinfo.php?songID=981

When one is dead than one is dead When one no longer laughs, they no longer live When I will have cut the twine Put me in a garbage can Let me hang a month And from there throw me to the cat Who will refuse my spleen and my liver But choose the hour for him to eat my heart And I still stay with you On your shoulders and your knees Which I will be because it is necessary to exist The cat of the Cafe Des Artistes

And if the bread goes missing I shall be there and do not hesitate To break my legs and neck And then eat me like the cat It will not be the first time That they will have eaten an artist

When one is dead than one is dead When one no longer laughs, they no longer live When I will have cut the twine Put me in a garbage can And then they forgot me there There there there there there there there there As they forgot the cat As they will forget my head and my songs

It will not be last time That they will forget an artist And then they forgot me there There there there there