Camille
first became famous outside of France for her work with cover band Nouvelle Vague. Though in doing so her most impressive organ never really got the attention it deserved. The Parisian’s voice clasps a spectrum that even includes human beatboxing. If you ever saw her perform live, you’re most probably still standing agape.
Well, if I’d had been out all night listening to music, I don’t need to hear anything afterwards. I don’t listen to too much music anyway. Maybe I’d listen to the radio in the car on my way home. The station «Radio Nostalgie» is great. They play lots of cheesy stuff like ABBA or Joe Dassin.
Marilyn Monroe - Diamonds Are A Girl’s Best Friends. The foam is like diamonds.
Anything by Bob Marley.
I never did that! So it had to be something very corny, like «Jingle Bells».
I like it tight and groovy. Maybe some Afrobeat.
The French National Anthem.
Some Hiphop. Saian Supa Crew are funny.
Must be something deep with a pulse. Like deep house, or dark blues, or triphop.
Silence. Making love is making music.
Probably my mother is gonna play me some music I havent heard before. She made me discover a lot of good stuff. For instance David Kramer.
Some easy elevator music. Something they actually play on the inflight program. On Air France they have nice channels. I cannot focus when I’m surrounded by people.
Something very dramatic, very Hitchcock. Something by Beethoven with lots of strings. I would get even more frightened!
I’d rather watch people than concentrate on music. I get distracted by music. Maybe something French would do. Some chanson with nice lyrics by Edith Piaf or Jacques Brel.
I listen to my own music. The things I just make up in my mind.
«Singing In The Rain» sung by myself.
