by Benjamin Biolay (2007)
Benjamin Biolay certainly pulls inspiration from his fellow Frenchman Serge Gainsbourg in style (there’s smoke in these strangely sultry songs) if not in content (it seems the horniness is more low key here – but I admit I can’t speak a lick of French, so who knows.)
Trash Yeye manages to feel modern all the same even as some tracks could be long lost Serge.
Stirring but lazy, this album is actually perfect for foggy days like today.
It goes well with battered woolen trench costs, scarves, and if not cigarettes then at least an espresso and faraway intellectual gazing from cafe windows.
Biolay is a big producer, brother (to Coralie Clement), and lover (once married to Marcello Mastroianni’s daughter) in his home country but less known here.
This will be a nice introduction. I know you’ll get along famously.