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Georges Brassens was a French singer-songwriter known for accompanying himself with his acoustic guitar. He wrote some extremely controversial, yet poetic songs. In doing so, he managed to change attitudes across France.
He was uncompromising when composing his songs. His tactical method of addressing issues was profound and often humorous, making him a unique and effective figure in the French community.
Brassens, born in 1921 in the small Mediterrenean port of Sete, wanted to be a poet. Read Full BioGeorges Brassens was a French singer-songwriter known for accompanying himself with his acoustic guitar. He wrote some extremely controversial, yet poetic songs. In doing so, he managed to change attitudes across France.
He was uncompromising when composing his songs. His tactical method of addressing issues was profound and often humorous, making him a unique and effective figure in the French community.
Brassens, born in 1921 in the small Mediterrenean port of Sete, wanted to be a poet. He realized very early however that poetry in the 20th century could hardly put bread on the table and instead set himself to become a singer.
He is much less famous internationally than contemporaries like Charles Aznavour, Edith Piaf and Yves Montand, as much of the impact of his songs came from the lyrics, which proved difficult to translate into other languages. He loved the Middle Ages and used a great deal of Old French vocabulary, as well as many classical - ie., Latin and Greek - references. Few people, even in France, possess the background to fully understand his songs.
Yet he was at the same time a hugely popular singer and many of his songs still carry a lot of appeal and relevance. In this sense, he can be compared to Boris Vian, to Jacques Brel, and to a lesser extent to Serge Gainsbourg.
He was very sophisticated, yet at the same time used profanity liberally. While he wasn't politically engaged, he was nevertheless unambiguously a leftist, many of his songs carrying blatant and buoyant anarchist overtones.
While his music was initially quite primitive, the 1950's St-Germain-des-Pres influence quickly made itself felt and while subdued and - in his mind - always secondary to the lyrics, it became increasingly sophisticated - to the point that many of his songs have been covered and reinterpretated by jazzmen (see for instance this UK site: www.projetbrassens.eclipse.co.uk)
He died in 1981, but up to this date (2006) there are few French people - including most of those born since - who can't sing along to his most famous song, Les Copains d'abord ("Friends foremost") or his "Bancs public" ("Public Benches").
For those interested, this site carries a number of (quite good) English tranlations of his songs: www.brassens.org
He was uncompromising when composing his songs. His tactical method of addressing issues was profound and often humorous, making him a unique and effective figure in the French community.
Brassens, born in 1921 in the small Mediterrenean port of Sete, wanted to be a poet. Read Full BioGeorges Brassens was a French singer-songwriter known for accompanying himself with his acoustic guitar. He wrote some extremely controversial, yet poetic songs. In doing so, he managed to change attitudes across France.
He was uncompromising when composing his songs. His tactical method of addressing issues was profound and often humorous, making him a unique and effective figure in the French community.
Brassens, born in 1921 in the small Mediterrenean port of Sete, wanted to be a poet. He realized very early however that poetry in the 20th century could hardly put bread on the table and instead set himself to become a singer.
He is much less famous internationally than contemporaries like Charles Aznavour, Edith Piaf and Yves Montand, as much of the impact of his songs came from the lyrics, which proved difficult to translate into other languages. He loved the Middle Ages and used a great deal of Old French vocabulary, as well as many classical - ie., Latin and Greek - references. Few people, even in France, possess the background to fully understand his songs.
Yet he was at the same time a hugely popular singer and many of his songs still carry a lot of appeal and relevance. In this sense, he can be compared to Boris Vian, to Jacques Brel, and to a lesser extent to Serge Gainsbourg.
He was very sophisticated, yet at the same time used profanity liberally. While he wasn't politically engaged, he was nevertheless unambiguously a leftist, many of his songs carrying blatant and buoyant anarchist overtones.
While his music was initially quite primitive, the 1950's St-Germain-des-Pres influence quickly made itself felt and while subdued and - in his mind - always secondary to the lyrics, it became increasingly sophisticated - to the point that many of his songs have been covered and reinterpretated by jazzmen (see for instance this UK site: www.projetbrassens.eclipse.co.uk)
He died in 1981, but up to this date (2006) there are few French people - including most of those born since - who can't sing along to his most famous song, Les Copains d'abord ("Friends foremost") or his "Bancs public" ("Public Benches").
For those interested, this site carries a number of (quite good) English tranlations of his songs: www.brassens.org
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La mauvaise réputation
by Georges Brassens
Au village, sans prétention
J'ai mauvaise réputation
Que je me démène ou que je reste coi
Je passe pour un je-ne-sais-quoi
Je ne fais pourtant de tort à personne
En suivant mon ch'min de petit bonhomme
Mais les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Non, les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Tout le monde médit de moi
Sauf les muets, ça va de soi
Le jour du quatorze juillet
Je reste dans mon lit douillet
La musique qui marche au pas
Cela ne me regarde pas
Je ne fais pourtant de tort à personne
En n'écoutant pas le clairon qui sonne
Mais les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Non les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Tout le monde me montre au doigt
Sauf les manchots, ça va de soi
Quand je croise un voleur malchanceux
Poursuivi par un cul-terreux
Je lance la patte et pourquoi le taire
Le cul-terreux se retrouve par terre
Je ne fais pourtant de tort à personne
En laissant courir les voleurs de pommes
Mais les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Non les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Tout le monde se rue sur moi
Sauf les culs-de-jatte, ça va de soi
Pas besoin d'être Jérémie
Pour d'viner l' sort qui m'est promis
S'ils trouvent une corde à leur goût
Ils me la passeront au cou
Je ne fais pourtant de tort à personne
En suivant les ch'mins qui ne mènent pas à Rome
Mais les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Non les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Tout le monde viendra me voir pendu
Sauf les aveugles, bien entendu
Lyrics © WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC FRANCE
Written by: Georges Brassens
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
by Georges Brassens
Au village, sans prétention
J'ai mauvaise réputation
Que je me démène ou que je reste coi
Je passe pour un je-ne-sais-quoi
Je ne fais pourtant de tort à personne
En suivant mon ch'min de petit bonhomme
Mais les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Non, les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Tout le monde médit de moi
Sauf les muets, ça va de soi
Le jour du quatorze juillet
Je reste dans mon lit douillet
La musique qui marche au pas
Cela ne me regarde pas
Je ne fais pourtant de tort à personne
En n'écoutant pas le clairon qui sonne
Mais les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Non les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Tout le monde me montre au doigt
Sauf les manchots, ça va de soi
Quand je croise un voleur malchanceux
Poursuivi par un cul-terreux
Je lance la patte et pourquoi le taire
Le cul-terreux se retrouve par terre
Je ne fais pourtant de tort à personne
En laissant courir les voleurs de pommes
Mais les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Non les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Tout le monde se rue sur moi
Sauf les culs-de-jatte, ça va de soi
Pas besoin d'être Jérémie
Pour d'viner l' sort qui m'est promis
S'ils trouvent une corde à leur goût
Ils me la passeront au cou
Je ne fais pourtant de tort à personne
En suivant les ch'mins qui ne mènent pas à Rome
Mais les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Non les braves gens n'aiment pas que
L'on suive une autre route qu'eux
Tout le monde viendra me voir pendu
Sauf les aveugles, bien entendu
Lyrics © WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC FRANCE
Written by: Georges Brassens
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