Têtes Raides is a French group whose music reunites elements of french poet… Read Full Bio ↴Têtes Raides is a French group whose music reunites elements of french poetry, theater, visual arts and the Big Top circus antics to create a very particular brand of contemporary french folk rock.
The group was founded in Paris during the 1980s. Originally, they played music heavily influenced by the punk movement and depended on electric instruments. Their third album featured Anne-Gaëlle, a classically trained cellist, and marked a turning point in the group’s music toward a more acoustic sound. The group’s later efforts misleadingly took shape of casual folk songs while actually using stunning musical arrangements, experimental soundscapes and poetic lyrics rife with very dark humor.
Listeners find the influence of classic French musicians like Jacques Brel, Georges Brassens and Les Négresses Vertes.
The group was founded in Paris during the 1980s. Originally, they played music heavily influenced by the punk movement and depended on electric instruments. Their third album featured Anne-Gaëlle, a classically trained cellist, and marked a turning point in the group’s music toward a more acoustic sound. The group’s later efforts misleadingly took shape of casual folk songs while actually using stunning musical arrangements, experimental soundscapes and poetic lyrics rife with very dark humor.
Listeners find the influence of classic French musicians like Jacques Brel, Georges Brassens and Les Négresses Vertes.
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Le bout du toit
Têtes Raides Lyrics
Des accords Un accord judéo-palestinien Un accord judéo-vaticanien Un …
L'amour tombe des nues Un samedi du Moyen-Age Une sorcière qui volait Vers le sabba…
L'Hermaphrodite Même si j'ai la gueule ostensiblement pas portée au pinacle …
La chanson du trépassé Sur la tremblante neige Son corps gisait Une frontière un …
La Religieuse Merde je viens de marcher Sur une religieuse Une mine en cho…
Le Théâtre Des Poissons Tous les bateaux Ne reviennent pas au port Y a ceux qui…
Les Bouquets je n'ai que de la chair à offrir sur la place…
Manuela Le rideau balance Sur un air défendu C'est fini ça r'comme…
Mille façons Quand tous les tambours Résonneront Quoi répondront ? Qua…
St Vincent Les mots qui s'étalent dans toutes les chansons faut se le d…
Un p'tit air Les coeurs jetés dans la fosse et nous autres en contemplé u…
Viens ! Tiens v'là ton chien qui passe comme si rien n'avait n'avait…