The band's second album, Night Sketches, was considered darker and more electric. It was made in collaboration with and produced by Adrien Durand, head of Bon Voyage Organisation (BVO). "Unlike our first album, which contained miscellaneous songs written years ago and without any knowledge of either production or arrangements, we 'mentalized' this new album. We wanted to bridge the gap between the seventies and the eighties, by bringing in even more groove." The album has elements of vintage pop (Steely Dan) and synth-pop. Durand stated that the band's "strength lies in the songwriting".
The album was also contributed to by musicians of the young French music scene, including drummer Wendy Killman, bass player Maxime Daoud (Forever Pavot, Ojard), and saxophonist Julien Cavard (Amadou & Mariam). The album was mixed by Italian Andrea Suriani (Cosmo, Calcutta, Giorgio Poi) and is a mix of classical and modern pop. It includes the first single "You and I", the ballade "About Felix", inspired by the loss of a friend, a saxophone-driven song titled "Let the Morning Come Again", a soft rock tune ("Danger to Myself"), as well as a ska song ("Undecided").
Papooz have a talent for sway pop and irrefutable groove like very few of their compatriots, aside from Phoenix and Tahiti 80 we cannot think of anyone else. Tropical pop here, wild bossa nova there, all of it deeply anchored in the American style of the Seventies, Ulysse and Armand are perfectly matched. Falsely dabbler and completely inspired, the duo fights the ambient gloom with their songs.
Pacific Telephone
Papooz Lyrics
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The moon outsmarts the sun
And nothing really matters
Since the nighttime, nighttime
In a dusty bar uptown
I like the way she sounded
Easy with the sailors
Flirting after hours
Lucille's got the face of an earthquake
Shaking, shaking
She takes off her dress in the misty
Morning, morning
I paid the man and drove
To some place down the coast
The landscape in the distance
Enfolded like a river
On the beach the sun was scorned
My hands around her throat
Tried my best to show her
How dreams get turned to silver
Lucille's got the face of an earthquake
Shaking, shaking
She takes off her dress in the misty
Morning, morning
The lyrics of Papooz's song "Pacific Telephone" are packed with vivid imagery and a sense of longing. The first few lines suggest a feeling of disappointment as the singer's "high hopes" are let down. The moon "outsmarts" the sun, perhaps referring to an unrequited love or a missed opportunity. The line "nothing really matters since the nighttime" implies that the singer may find solace in the darkness and escape the harsh realities of the day.
The second verse takes us to a "dusty bar uptown," where the singer is drawn to a woman named Lucille. He likes the way she sounds and the ease with which she interacts with sailors, perhaps indicating a free-spirited, carefree nature. The chorus paints an evocative picture of Lucille as she "shakes" like an earthquake and "takes off her dress" in the misty morning.
The final verse finds the singer driving down the coast with Lucille, the "landscape in the distance" folding like a river. On the beach, there is a sense of tension as the singer's hands are around Lucille's throat. He tries to show her how dreams turn to silver, perhaps indicating an attempt to impart worldly wisdom to her. The song ends on the haunting image of Lucille taking off her dress once again, as if she is shedding her inhibitions and facing the new day with renewed hope.
Overall, "Pacific Telephone" is a melancholy yet poetic exploration of the human condition, where hopes and dreams clash with the harsh realities of life. It is a testament to the power of music to capture the subtle nuances of the soul and evoke deep emotions in the listener.
Line by Line Meaning
She get's her high hopes down
She always sets high expectations but ends up getting disappointed
The moon outsmarts the sun
Night time always brings clarity to situations that once seemed impossible to understand
And nothing really matters
In the grand scheme of things, everything is insignificant
Since the nighttime, nighttime
Only after dark can one see things that were previously hidden
In a dusty bar uptown
In a run-down, dingy establishment in the city
I like the way she sounded
I was drawn to her voice
Easy with the sailors
She was comfortable around seafarers
Flirting after hours
Engaging in playful, suggestive behavior late at night
Lucille's got the face of an earthquake
Lucille's face is volatile and unpredictable, like an earthquake
Shaking, shaking
Trembling with intense emotion
She takes off her dress in the misty
She undresses in the foggy, murky morning
Morning, morning
The beginning of a new day
I paid the man and drove
I settled my debt and drove away
To some place down the coast
To a location along the shoreline
The landscape in the distance
The far-off scenery
Enfolded like a river
Surrounded and embraced like a river's current
On the beach the sun was scorned
The sun was despised and rejected on the beach
My hands around her throat
My grip tight around her neck
Tried my best to show her
Did everything in my power to make her understand
How dreams get turned to silver
How aspirations can become a reality
Contributed by Colin H. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@ThatMoonShroom
She get's her high hopes down
The moon outsmarts the sun
And nothing really matters
Since the nighttime, nighttime
In a dusty bar uptown
I like the way she sounded
Easy with the sailors
Flirting after hours
Lucille's got the face of an earthquake
Shaking, shaking
She takes off her dress in the misty
Morning, morning
I paid the man and drove
To some place down the coast
The landscape in the distance
Enfolded like a river
On the beach the sun was scorned
My hands around her throat
Tried my best to show her
How dreams get turned to silver
Lucille's got the face of an earthquake
Shaking, shaking
She takes off her dress in the misty
Morning, morning
@ayylmaooooo
This song changed my life.
@diederik4094
Definitely my favorite band now!
@joeyponce1390
I believe in music again, thanks guys! Sending too much love from Puerto Vallarta, México <3
@natalie2843
Armands voice is so angelic 😯
@ThatMoonShroom
She get's her high hopes down
The moon outsmarts the sun
And nothing really matters
Since the nighttime, nighttime
In a dusty bar uptown
I like the way she sounded
Easy with the sailors
Flirting after hours
Lucille's got the face of an earthquake
Shaking, shaking
She takes off her dress in the misty
Morning, morning
I paid the man and drove
To some place down the coast
The landscape in the distance
Enfolded like a river
On the beach the sun was scorned
My hands around her throat
Tried my best to show her
How dreams get turned to silver
Lucille's got the face of an earthquake
Shaking, shaking
She takes off her dress in the misty
Morning, morning
@nickxon
it’s actually “since the night i met her” :)
@spacedove9553
Favorite band 😍
@mjd2097
I love you Papooz! You make me happy :)
@blurvyl
Criminally underrated
@soymilkdad
so good! we Stan