EROTIC MARKET
Blahblahrians

EROTIC MARKET
Blahblahrians

Erotic Market est un go fast. Un bolide qui s’invente ses routes, autour desquelles défilent des paysages paradoxaux. Celui qu’il y a entre l’érotisme, sensuel et évocateur et le marché, clinquant, et tranché. Celui qu’il y a à se sentir alternativement pleinement dans et hors de ce monde. Une allégorie de la vie contemporaine, qui nous fait souvent osciller et faire des embardées entre deux extrémités.

Embarqué dans ce road trip, quelques Blahblahrians, figures symboliques, contraction du blabla, des warriors et des barbarians. Francs-tireurs de la parole, étrangers aux normes, ils éreintent les codes, crachent dans la soupe, critiquent sans être moralistes, parce qu’ils ont bien conscience d’appartenir à ce qu’ils fustigent. Ne pas les confondre dès lors avec les réfractaires et les rebelles, qui se construisent par essence en opposition à quelque chose.
Les Blahblahrians sont à la fois dans et hors du cadre, se définissent par eux-mêmes, ne refusent pas en bloc un “système”, mais adaptent les règles à leur jeu. Ils ne sont pas non plus des girouettes. Ils acceptent simplement l’accident : ce moment où l’intention rencontre l’imprévu pour générer un évènement beau et désordonné qui semble figé quand il ne dure que quelques instants, et dont personne ne sait dire ce qui en résultera vraiment.
Des contrebandiers musicaux en somme, franchissant les frontières des genres pour diffuser leur propre came, au prix de vraisemblables collisions. Alors ça grince, ça boom, ça parle au corps, ça reste dans la tête: crader les mélodies pop entêtantes avec du low-fi, marier le bling bling rutilant du hiphop au trashy de la noise.
Le totem Erotic Market : entre lipstick flashy et cran d’arrêt rouillé.

Conception

Instruments, Producer, Effects, Programmed By, Composed By, Arranged By – Lucas Garnier
Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Composed By, Written By, Arranged By – Marine Pellegrini
Mastered By – Heba Kadry
Mixed By – Chris Moore (3)
Remix – Everydayz (tracks: 14)

Release

FORMAT : LP
TYPE : Vinyle
SORTIE : Avril 2014

Available on

Tracks

1. Retro Retardo 0:00
2. I Want To Be Some Booty 0:00
3. Bitchy Muses 0:00
4. Blah Blah 0:00
5. Blue Blue (Revised) 0:00
6. DDDDrunk 0:00
7. She Ass (Interlude) 0:00
8. Snakes (Revised) 0:00
9. Are U Cool (Revised) 0:00
10. Its A Breaking (Revised) 0:00
11. Clitacasm (Interlude) 0:00
12. Societoy 0:00
13. Weird Arabic Stuff 0:00

Conception

Instruments, Producer, Effects, Programmed By, Composed By, Arranged By – Lucas Garnier
Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Composed By, Written By, Arranged By – Marine Pellegrini
Mastered By – Heba Kadry
Mixed By – Chris Moore (3)
Remix – Everydayz (tracks: 14)

Release

FORMAT : LP
TYPE : Vinyle
SORTIE : Avril 2014

Available on

Lyrics

  • 1. Retro Retardo

    SO you wanna hear things that you've already heard
    and you wanna buy dresses that your mum used to wear
    so you think the best jam is from an old jar
    and you worship dead stars cause "they knew how to jam"

    it's so easy to turn back and live in the past
    cause it's so damn hard to say what how our life will be like
    baby, better enjoy where you live, where it's at

    cause hippie time's dead, and rihanna's right on top

    Fido fido
    retro retardo
    let's go pietro
    kill your hero
    hello caro
    80's echo
    te l'ho gia detto
    it's a damn fiasco
    fresco fresco
    taste di gusto
    of a brand new maestro
    take off your perfecto
    presto presto
    you're a dusty gonzo
    a monomaniac weirdo

    turn on your stereo

    so what?
    you want hendrix to come back?
    you want rock'n'roll, drugs, and acoustic guitars
    your kids will certainly ask "what was it like beyoncé?"
    "dunno kiddo, was still listening to bowie in 2008"
    is that mothballs in your hand
    is that dustsheet on your pants
    smell of mildew when you dance

    heard of me? yeah, not a chance
    hey papi is that a stance?
    like you really wanna prance?
    i can tell with a quick glance,
    your disco won't get me into transe

    no your disco won't get
    no your disco won't get
    no your disco won't get into transe….

  • 2. I Want To Be Some Booty

    Why would there be heeled trainers?
    why would you make up for hours?
    why would you let your short pockets out?
    do you really like it like that?
    why would you have your nails done?
    why would you pay for sugary bum?
    why would you wear what hurts you?
    where the hell you think we're going to?

    it's all about my body
    d'you love my body buddy
    it's not like any body
    i feel so special baby

    want you to love my body
    not my inner beauty
    honey d'you love my body
    i want to be some body

    it's all about my booty
    d'you love my booty buddy
    it's not like any booty
    i feel so special baby
    want you to love my booty
    not my inner beauty
    honey d'you love my booty
    i want to be some booty

    Why would you care about shaving ?
    why is it just one letter from slaving?
    why would you platinum bleach your hair?
    is it your look , or you mind that you're trynna repair?

    and what about those skinny fat jeans?
    and your tiny little thong you trynna show by all means
    when exactly did you decide not to
    give a damn 'bout where you're going to?

    it's not like any body
    i feel so special baby
    want you to love my body
    not my inner beauty
    honey d'you love my body
    i want to be some body

    it's all about my booty
    d'you love my booty buddy
    it's not like any booty
    i feel so special baby
    want you to love my booty

    not my inner beauty
    honey d'you love my booty
    i want to be some booty

    Why the hell do i get tatooed?
    like any bloody bearded hipster's furious need to poo?
    why the fuck did i starve myself?
    and wanted to look like anybody else?
    Why did i buy so many clothes?
    but considered skirts like congenital foes?
    why am i singing in front of you?
    what the hell you think i'm trynna prove?

    it's not like any body
    i feel so special baby
    want you to love my body

  • 3. Bitchy Muses

    Poetry
    limping like a zombie
    flirting with your OD
    crawling like a shadow
    tomorrow i'll borrow your sorrow

    Palm tree
    bowing before your OBE
    bleeding with no duty
    sinking like monroe,
    with no glow,
    like a dance with jacko

    Longing for the bitches,
    waiting for the muses
    let my brain chooses
    which weapon, which word, which bruise is
    able to fill those whitish pages with
    paganism, rythme, altruism,
    hedonism, here's mum
    what you doing mum?
    in my lyrics hum??
    Skip it!
    paroxysm, terrorism,
    wisdom, scepticism,
    Gee hun! like a tunisian
    on the verge of a new civilization
    dizzy, busy, frizzy, out of religion
    it's time for amoral intuitions,
    abyssmal allegations,
    atonal allusions
    demonstration

    Straight ON!
    who cares if it's meaningless, successless
    with clumsiness
    but nevertheless like a sorceress
    who confess to profess, don't you guess
    lawlessness
    this ain't no personal quest
    my creativity can't take no rest
    my label got a request
    "october, gimme hit , i'll give you the rest"

    POetry,
    sleeping like a beauty,
    waiting for your OD
    vectorizing shadows
    tomorrow, i'll plagiarize your sorrow

    Palm tree,
    sweeping up your OBE
    staring like a paparazzi
    at suicidal monroe,
    you're KO, like a self medicated jacko

    Rack rack rack
    rack your brain
    birdie put on your flame again
    to be in the frame for fame
    d'you play the game
    d'you need to be strained?
    OK
    press, press, press
    press your veins
    birdie scream out your name again
    don't refrain but don't complain
    what? you need to feel pain?

    this is lame, lame, lame

    No, no, no
    don't be ashamed, shamed, shamed
    to repeat 3 times the same same same
    i' know it's time
    you trynna gain, gain, gain
    but what? who's to blame?

    yeah me…
    Take the pen,
    if you can,
    be a man,
    tell us when
    your oven
    was broken
    and that hen
    was for ten
    and it was 8pm

    and then what happen
    oh no, see
    we don't give a damn

    daaaammmmmn! this is mental
    the more i seek the more i fall
    into this deep black hole
    of ornamental, detrimental
    lament of mrs know-it-all
    STOP! go to the mall,
    have a ball,
    leave poems to the trolls
    drink it all
    with your grrrrl
    fuck that bitchy muses
    once for all!

  • 4. Blah Blah

    I don't wanna die
    neither do I
    I like mushroom pie
    so do I

    i wish that I could fly
    So do i
    I'm quite camera-shy
    so do i

    i'd like to have a boat
    so does she
    i'm diggin' those fur coats
    dont judge me

    i never end my cup of tea
    so do we
    there's no vice into me
    isn't it

    i do read magazines
    so does he
    I do peel off my skin
    so does she
    I'd die for a piece of cheese
    oh yeah please
    you should listen to me
    as I did

    I love to death to dance
    so do i
    i'll jump over that fence
    so do i

    to run that bad romance
    don't you try
    and spend my cash advance
    in one night

    Uhh, it's the Q to tha B to tha double E spittin' lovely
    And it don't stop, rocks shine through my tank top
    Where your bank stop?, I deposit all of one drop
    I be off the wall like The Lox
    Night box filled with Benjamins
    Me and my girl gettin' pissy up in Benigans
    Makin' all you rappers begin again, like Finnigan
    Christians repent then sin again
    Girls wanna be my friend again
    Lay up in my crib-o-wit', get up in my limousine
    While 'Misdemeanor' hit notes like Sarafina
    I subpeona you to my funk room see

    I hit you wit' da huhhh, she wit' you wit' da hee

    he's tall he's so sexy
    do agree
    screw up those skinny jeans
    this is it
    I'm a queen, i'm almighty
    yeah baby
    My butt is real bumpy
    he loves it

  • 5. Blue Blue (Revised)

    Blue Blue
    Like the colour
    of this due
    like the way i fall for you you
    like the night when I first knew
    i had problems loving you you:

    Mum never told me love would leave me so damn blue
    mum divorced once but not two
    mum spent a whole life through with dad who was so true
    he cheated once but not two
    mum did it too and it was all new

    Mum never told me i would fall in love with 2,
    3,4,5,6 men

    but would all leave them blue
    Mum told me be happy,be yourself, be true
    Love your body and your mind too
    don't wait for a man to tell you
    how great you are cause you have to
    be your own friend, your own guide,
    with your cracks and your clues

    Blue Blue
    Like the colour
    of this due due
    like the way i fall for you you
    like the night when I first knew
    i had problems loving you you

    Then they said
    "love is all, love is great
    without it you're wreck

    passion is more
    than you can ask for
    it's all you've ever been searching for

    and i bet
    you'll regret
    when you're 88
    not having ran that romance
    not having caught that quick glance
    not having lived the thrills and the spills
    of young blood upon hills"

    Then he said
    "i love you,i'll love you
    i need to possess you
    d'you love me
    love me do
    are you true
    i'm so true

    you're my bride
    you're my bird
    without you i'm a nerd
    it's like i'm finally alive
    it's like coming up from a dive
    it's like i've never ever breathed before
    it's like i'm finally off the shore
    it's like it was written in a book"
    "it's like your brain's been crooked
    it's like you believe in destiny
    it's like love's driving us crazy"

    Blue Blue
    Like the colour
    of this due due
    like the way i fall for you you
    like the night when I first knew
    i had problems loving you you

  • 6. DDDDrunk

    Whisky on the rocks
    cigarette down the block
    I'm good, i'm fine
    I'm in love,
    i'm alive
    D-D-D-D-D drunk

    Hit the street, hustling,
    your gristles are crumbling
    you hear me, i'm fine
    i'm in live,
    yeah i'm a love
    D-D-D-D-D drunk

    Hear the beat, boom boom
    it shot me down
    you see boy, i've been around
    you're laughing
    cause i'm high
    i'm above
    i'm alive
    D-D-D-D-D drunk

    I'm drunk, i'm drunk,... i'm fucked up
    You're funny, and you're like
    a mongoose on the look out
    see me, i'm fine
    i'm your love
    yeah i'm alive
    D-D-D-D-D drunk

    Hold me tight, and please my s(k)in
    you're stirring up like a mandolin
    i'm sweating but i'm fine
    i'm in lust
    and i'm alive
    D-D-D-D-D drunk

    She was sobbing on Bob's shoulders,
    that S.O.B, Robert the soul robber,
    then she sobered up
    and she gobbled her so-so sour sir

    I've been to the Bermuda and back,
    it gives you a boner
    I only remember melting down the gutter
    I'm a mermaid's pimp
    with eating disorder

    and if you get down on your knees
    i'll show you her knockers
    I'm a neptune's creature
    a tender seaweed monster
    hear the sonar,
    it's time to be a proper disaster
    my hips are tossing
    but my love is a wet cracker
    i can hold my breath for a long time
    but i'm definitely not a good swimmer

    Now leave me, i'm shit faced
    you alky, gimme space,
    yeah you heard me
    i'll be fine
    yeah i know i'm a cunt
    but i'm alive
    D-D-D-D-D drunk

    She was sobbing on Bob's shoulders,
    that S.O.B, Robert the soul robber,
    then she sobered up
    and she gobbled her so-so sour sir

    I've been to the Bermuda and back,
    it gives you a boner
    I only remember melting down the gutter
    I'm a mermaid's pimp
    with eating disorder
    and if you get down on your knees
    i'll show you her knockers
    I'm a neptune's creature
    a tender seaweed monster
    hear the sonar,
    it's time to be a proper disaster
    my hips are tossing

    but my love is a wet cracker
    i can hold my breath
    but i definitely not a good swimmer

  • 7. She Ass (Interlude)

    She-ass
    you're a she ass
    not a badass
    you're like a zippo with no gas
    useless, no stress
    at least you confess
    your eyes are bigger than your breast
    you giggle, you squiggle
    you've been walking round and round in circles
    not a mental
    just a gentle meaningless gurgle
    you're like 80's revival

  • 8. Snakes (Revised)

    HE's a hooker
    showered, quiffed, deodorised
    she's a player
    here to make the temperature rise
    peroxided hair and gelatinous lips
    looking down at you
    like you've never seen those hips
    He thinks he can hear her bones rolling in her flesh
    she thinks she can already see him undressed
    Her heavy lidded, him slack jawed
    her drama playing, him ready to roar
    who's the pimp and who's the whore?

    who's the rider and whose the horse?
    who's gonna throw loaded dices and who's gonna win the lowest
    price?

    eeny, myni, moe
    catch a snake on the dancefloor
    If it hollers let it bite
    with those slicked hair and those frosted eyes
    In here winey bro'
    plucked the chicken by the door
    if the feathers fit the cap
    let it wear it for a while

    It's all about the dices you choose to throw
    it's all about you there at the crossroads
    and your heart might be made of gold

    creepy, crowny, doe
    catches buggers on the dashboard
    with a few dollars you may hide
    those fake lips and those empty eyes
    Indeed stupid hoes
    needs the tiger to suck their toes
    with a dog collar "it's all mine"
    tightly fastened by the tie

    It's all about the price you choose to coast
    it's all about you playing at the crossroads
    tough you heart was made of gold

    eeny, meeny, miny, moe
    twiny, tatty, tiny roads
    flirty, fury, furry dolls
    quirky, crawly, crowny frogs

  • 9. Are U Cool (Revised)

    Are you cool with everything that your dudes can do
    are you supporting your friends in doing things
    you won't be doing?
    Are you cool with it
    are you cool with it

    Are you mad at your girl saying something bad,
    like really sad
    like foreigners are taking advantage of public system
    i'm not cool with it
    i'm not cool with

    Would you stand your best friend
    wearing a veil for a man
    would you accept to be the maid of honor
    at their wedding
    i'm not sure of it
    i'm not sure of it

    where you at with your christian pong
    are you one of those leftist moron
    are you comfy with your middle class reactionary bond
    where is your breaking point

    inherited morality
    leads to more alibi and moron litany
    i want more allied treats
    more alley tease
    like "more halal pigs and more i'll eat it tits"

    And what about this junky shooting up in your yard, really hard,
    would you avoid him, or trynna help him,
    would you be judging?
    i'm not sure to be
    so cool with it

  • 10. Its A Breaking (Revised)

    it's a hole
    and it's your fault
    this is our corpse
    and there's no hope

    This is a breaking
    this is no joke
    you were a bitch
    i hate your cock

    It's a horse
    and it's so gross
    i couldn't see that brutal toss

    This is a blessing
    you've stamped my rose

    and ditch the bitch
    that ate your cock

    Let the black daffodils on my skirt fall on the ground
    Get the fuck off/hear my cough this one is rough cause
    Just bury it with my pride and your rotten crown
    Get the fuck off/ take your hands off/here my cough/this one is
    rough cause

    This was none of my plan
    Give me back my man

    Your love was dirt
    and your flirt did hurt

    this was none of your biz'
    Leave my heart where it is
    Your gloves were too thick
    and your hands did trick

    such a mistake
    to let you raise the stakes
    your lips were thin
    but your tongue was mean

    this is such a relief
    to let go with my grief

    It's a drone
    and it's so dull
    i couldn't hear
    his holly horn
    this is a blessing

    you've hit the road
    and ditch that hitch
    at eight o'cock

    May the red lipstick print on your shirt hide underground
    Get the fuck off/hear my cough this one is rough cause
    Wash it off with my pride and your rotten crown
    Get the fuck off/ take your hands off/here my cough/this one is
    rough cause

    This was none of my plan
    Give me back my man

    Your love was dirt
    and your flirt did hurt

    this was none of your biz'
    Leave my heart where it is

    Your gloves were too thick
    and your hands did trick

    such a mistake
    to let you raise the stakes
    your lips were thin
    but your tongue was mean

    this is such a relief
    to let go with my grief

    it's a dog
    sat on your throne
    that brought my bones

    at early dawn
    this is a mourning
    of me and your
    inner own bitch
    based on your cock

  • 11. Clitacasm (Interlude)

    Cataclysm, clitacasm,
    u honey boy got down here for a reason
    don't need no prism
    just get the rhythm
    it's altruism
    yet an euphemism
    not a new feminism
    should i give you some lessons
    and work for ma sis' huh?
    don't turn 'em into nun huh?
    just make them come come hun
    turn on the right button
    or you'll end up on your
    rackashak back like a turtle

  • 12. Societoy

    Find a girl
    and find a job
    take it easy, take it easy
    Buy a house
    and have a child
    take it easy, take it easy
    Make no problem
    cut the crap
    take it easy, take it easy
    Earn your life
    and then you'll die

    Feed your dog

    and wash your car
    take it easy, take it easy
    Put on weight
    and watch your mouth
    take it easy, take it easy
    Be a good man,
    love your wife
    take it easy, take it easy
    Earn your life
    and then you'll die

    Fit the mould
    blindfold
    let'em hold your soul
    good boy
    you're a toy
    a societoy

    fit the march
    brainwash
    let'em starch your heart
    real smart
    you're a prat
    a socieprat

    fit the flood
    earplugg
    let'em suck your blood
    good girl
    you're a twerd
    a societwerd

    Fit the mould
    blindfold
    let'em hold your soul
    good boy

    you're a toy
    a societoy

    BE a good mum
    Nurse your child
    take it easy, take it easy
    set 2 door codes
    and 1 alarm
    take it easy, take it easy
    trust your bank
    and hate islam
    take it easy, take it easy
    Earn your life
    and then you'll die

    Go to the polls
    work late at night
    take it easy, take it easy

    scary gypsies!
    save your cash
    take it easy, take it easy
    Life insurance
    for your child
    Have your cancer
    and then you'll die

    Don't cross the line, let us suck you dry
    Don't waste your time, let us draw the line
    don't tell no lie, you love it don't you deny
    don't try to fight, let us fill your desire

    DO buy, dubai, a new car for your wife
    don't fear to die, let us keep you alive
    don't cry cry, take your pill, you'll be fine
    and if you have any doubt,
    drop god a line

  • 13. Weird Arabic Stuff

    I like it tough, i like it rough
    i like it badly
    i like it naughty
    i like it raw
    i like it though
    you don't really like it
    i like it all

    i like it smelly, stinky, sweaty
    i like it dirty, when your skin's greasy
    when you don't try to please me
    i like it all
    i like it though