Kate Nash (2).

Je sais, je sais, en février, j’avais déjà mis en ligne une vidéo de Kate Nash interprétant « Foundations » sur le plateau de Taratata.

La vidéo a  été supprimée de Dailymotion, depuis.

Mais j’aime toujours autant cette chanson, et je trouve la version suivante fabuleuse.

 

 

 

 

En tout cas bien meilleure que la version studio qui gomme toutes les intonations de cette voix si particulière. Le type à l'air patibulaire et vaguement ringard qui présente Kate Nash au début est Jools Holland, une légende en Grande Bretagne. Le batteur, euhh, je ne sais pas où elle l'a dégoté, mais il est parfait pour ce qu'il fait 

Pour me faire pardonner cette répétition, je vous donne aussi les paroles.

L’histoire d’une pauvre fille dont le copain a tout du sale con, et qui tente de sauver ce qui reste de son couple.

 

 

"Thursday night, everything's fine, except you've got that look in your eye
when i'm tellin' a story and you find it boring,
you're thinking of something to say.
You'll go along with it then drop it and humiliate me in front of our friends.

Then i'll use that voice that you find annoyin' and say something like
"yeah, intelligent input, darlin', why don't you just have another beer then?"

Then you'll call me a bitch
and everyone we're with will be embarrased,
and i wont give a shit.

My finger tips are holding on to the cracks in our foundation,
and i know that i should let go,
but i can't.
And everytime we fight i know it's not right,
everytime that you're upset and i smile.
i know i should forget, but i can't.

You said I must eat so many lemons
'cause i am so bitter.
I said
"i'd rather be with your friends mate 'cause they are much fitter."

Yes, it was childish and you got agressive,
and i must admit that i was a bit scared,
but it gives me thrills to wind you up.

My finger tips are holding on to the cracks in our foundation,
and i know that i should let go,
but i can't.
And everytime we fight i know it's not right,
everytime that you're upset and i smile.
i know i should forget, but i can't.

Your face is pasty 'cause you've gone and got so wasted, what a suprise.
Don't want to look at your face 'cause it's makin' me sick.
You've gone and got sick on my trainers,
I only got these yesterday.
Oh, my gosh, i cannot be bothered with this.

Well, i'll leave you there 'til the mornin',
and i purposely wont turn the heating on
and dear God, i hope i'm not stuck with this one.

My finger tips are holding on to the cracks in our foundation,
and i know that i should let go,
but i can't.
And everytime we fight i know it's not right,
everytime that you're upset and i smile.
i know i should forget, but i can't.

x2

And everytime we fight i know it's not right,
everytime that you're upset and i smile.
i know i should forget, but i can't"

Je vous parle d'un temps... (2)

Charles aznavour La boheme
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