Pauline Croze has a voice that comforts me; a little bit husky, a little bit of a lisp. She sings clearly and not too fast so I can sing along with her, following the lyrics to practise my French. The jazzy rhythm helps me remember the words; it’s also great for chair dancing. Sometimes I dance on my feet (when no one’s watching).
When I took the photo of this CD cover, an energy-efficient light bulb overhead made her skin too pale. I grabbed a piece of the red organza (see post from 22nd Feb), set the camera timer and held the fabric close to the light bulb. It’s given her a bit of a tan.
I recommend her album even if you don’t speak French.
I am flabbergasted when I discover a new thing from the french culture thanks to the knowledge and interest from someone at the other end of the world. It happens more often than what I would like to admit. I did not know about Pauline Croze. Shame on me! But anyway I advise you also to listen to Thomas Fersen. He is a poet and his music is fabulous, very cabaret like, intimist and jazzy, with a hint of rock and this so frenchie cynical look on things.