Damien Saez was born in Saint-Jean-de-Maurienne, Savoie, on August 1st, 197… Read Full Bio ↴Damien Saez was born in Saint-Jean-de-Maurienne, Savoie, on August 1st, 1977, where he lived until the age of 3-4 years. Then he moved to Marseille. Saez spent most of his childhood in Marseille until he moved to Dijon when he was about 8 years old, where he was raised by his Algerian mother, after she got divorced from her Andalusian husband. Later, she met a director of documentaries who works for the French channel 'France 3' and gave birth to Damien's two younger brothers.
At the age of 8, he started piano lessons with Boris Nedeltchev at the Conservatoire National de Région de Dijon and graduated with a diploma 9 years later. He then took an interest in the guitar. His career as a singer began in 1995 when he let his interest in writing come out. He stopped playing in bands that sang covers of more famous bands like Pink Floyd. He wanted to work on his own songs that he had written and try to attract a new audience.
In 1999, a record company became interested in his compositions, and he signed a record contract with Island and began to record his first album Jours étranges which went double platinum. His first single Jeune et con was broadcast on many radio stations and reached the general public, which earned him a nomination for award The Newcomer of the Year' at the Victoires de la Musique in 2001.
In December 2001 his first poetry collection was published entitled À ton nom. In March 2002, he released his second album God Blesse/Katagena. In the meantime he released a piece of instrumental work called Katagena. It was available online via non-official web-sites and downloadable free of charge.
Brian de Palma contacted him and asked him to contribute to the original soundtrack of the movie Femme Fatale that was released in April 2003. The song that was chosen Sexe caused a lot of commotion due to its vulgar lyrics. Many radio stations refused to broadcast it, and the music video was banned from the television.
On April 22nd, 2002, the day after the first round of presidential elections, he wrote a song called Fils de France online, which was meant to be against French right-wing politician Jean-Marie Le Pen who qualified for the second ballot. The song was written and recorded in about 10 hours, then made available for free on the Universal Music's website.
His third album, Debbie, was released in 2004 with a more rock style than the previous albums.
In 2005 he quit Universal Music and went on the Damien Saez: Piano and Voice Tour and developed his own musical style in which his singing was accompanied by three guitars and a piano.

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Yellow Tricycle Lyrics

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Turn away girl when you talk to me
Junk nation i am sick of you
Wish i could put my head in the sand
Information like a cartoon
My girl my girl i wanna feel
Fake world my girl you make it real
My girl my girl i wanna feel
Fake world my girl you make me real

Bitch you make me real
And when i see you
Everywhere i turn every time i see their faces around
I feel like i'm just another hollow man lost in the crowd
When you cut yourself up feels like i'm doing it to myself
I wanna smell you i wanna touch you i wanna feel you like a wild dog
Fake tits big lips mummy buy me a new body
Blow up dolls nylon thongs and french perfume
Liposuction depilation hard porn pop corn rock hard implants for graduation
Fast food hollywood do it cause it feels good
Nip and tuck what the fuck
If you mess up they can cut you up again
Botox silicone bad luck you're still alone
Superficial artificial you're just a piece of meat yeah
Get your pussy on the dance floor
Sound bites politicians u.f.o.s on the news think big
It's all one commercial break
White noise white trash everywhere i go it's all the same shit
White noise white trash everywhere i look it's all the same crap
You're empty? Take a pill
Unhappy? Take a pill
You're hungry? Take a pill
Too tired? Take a pill
Can't sleep? Take a pill
Braindead? Take a pill

Can't fuck? Take a pill
Or join the army

Overall Meaning

The Yellow Tricycle's song "White Noise" is a reflection on the overwhelming feeling of being bombarded with an excessive amount of information and stimuli from society. The lyrics depict a sense of frustration and detachment from the world, represented by the phrase "white noise." The singer in the song is unable to connect with people or the world around him due to the suffocating nature of a society consumed by materialism and shallow pursuits.

The lyrics highlight the disconnect with people and the world due to the commodification of everything, including the concept of beauty. The lines "Fake tits big lips, mummy buy me a new body, blow up dolls nylon thongs and french perfume, liposuction depilation hard porn pop corn rock hard implants for graduation," showcase the artificial beauty standards placed on people, especially women. The song also critiques the pharmaceutical industry, which commodifies human emotions and offers quick fixes in the form of pills to problems that may have underlying causes that need to be addressed.

The chorus of "White Noise" emphasizes the idea that wherever the singer goes or looks, he is met with the same shallow, plastic culture. The disturbing line, "get your pussy on the dance floor," suggests that even sexuality has been commodified and packaged neatly for consumption by the masses.

Overall, "White Noise" is a commentary on the depths of commodification and artificiality in modern society, leaving the singer and likely the listeners feeling disillusioned and disconnected.

Line by Line Meaning

Turn away girl when you talk to me
I don't want to talk to you, girl.

Junk nation i am sick of you
I'm tired of living in a society full of useless things.

Wish i could put my head in the sand
I wish I could ignore all the noise around me.

Information like a cartoon
The information we get nowadays is superficial and lacks depth.

My girl my girl i wanna feel
I want to feel connected with my partner.

Fake world my girl you make it real
You make me feel real in this fake world.

Bitch you make me real
You make me feel alive.

And when i see you
When I see you, my feelings are strong.

Everywhere i turn every time i see their faces around
Everywhere I go, I see the same faces and behavior.

I feel like i'm just another hollow man lost in the crowd
I feel insignificant and unimportant in this crowd.

When you cut yourself up feels like i'm doing it to myself
I feel pain and sadness when you hurt yourself.

I wanna smell you i wanna touch you i wanna feel you like a wild dog
I want to experience passion with you like an animal.

Fake tits big lips mummy buy me a new body
People buy into the idea of altering their physical appearance with plastic surgery.

Blow up dolls nylon thongs and french perfume
Modern sexuality is portrayed through unrealistic objects and ideals.

Liposuction depilation hard porn pop corn rock hard implants for graduation
Society promotes extreme measures to achieve physical beauty.

Fast food hollywood do it cause it feels good
We indulge in unhealthy behaviors because they feel good in the moment.

Nip and tuck what the fuck
We ask ourselves what is the point of it all.

If you mess up they can cut you up again botox silicone bad luck you're still alone
You may try to fix your problems with surgeries and injections, but you'll still be alone with your thoughts.

Superficial artificial you're just a piece of meat yeah
People are seen as nothing more than their physical bodies.

Get your pussy on the dance floor
The lyrics suggest that women's only purpose at a party is to be sexual objects.

Sound bites politicians u.f.o.s on the news think big
The media is filled with cheap and superficial messages.

It's all one commercial break
Everything is an advertisement nowadays, even our own lives.

White noise white trash everywhere i go it's all the same shit
Everything I see and hear is meaningless and repetitive.

White noise white trash everywhere i look it's all the same crap
Everything I witness is bad quality and recycled content.

You're empty? Take a pill
We try to solve our emotional problems with pills.

Unhappy? Take a pill
We take pills to escape our emotional struggles.

You're hungry? Take a pill
We use pills to suppress our hunger.

Too tired? Take a pill
Pills help us avoid dealing with fatigue.

Can't sleep? Take a pill
Pills help us fall asleep instead of finding the underlying issue.

Braindead? Take a pill
We use pills to dull our senses and emotions.