“In 2001, I went to Brest with Dora… I took a dozen of melodies with me to encourage me… I immediately began to write, and this for ten days, storm outside and inside, I thought there was a lull, and I wrote on the sand, on Saint Marguerite beach, the wind blew away the pages… on the dunes, I spoke to my voice recorder… it was a blue period… a pause.”
Pause??? It’s incredible to read that word written by the icon of the 70’s. The little English girl who became the 21st century Marianne has never made any pause, like her own way to flee happiness before it disappears… On every fronts, cinema, theatre, or at the Elysée with Nicolas Sarkozy, defending Aung San Suu Kyi, Nobel Prize of peace imprisoned in Burma, the singer is also author. She successfully proves it by writing all the lyrics of her last album, Enfants d’hiver, a very intimate album where the woman more than the artist is confessing. We meet her again, as we like her, androgynous, moving and sensible, singing her compositions but also the jewels offered by the “great Serge” and always thankful, almost ill-at-ease in her oversized cardigan, spotted tie and clown trousers… Icon, Gainsbourg’s muse and now Jane Birkin.
“Soft smile or serious look, awkward or dancing with mischievousness, always singing in tune, with very moving high notes, annoyingly young despite her date of birth, she sings with joy the sad pleasure of melancholies.”
Francis Marmande - Le Monde juste


