Brigitte Fontaine

Let's listen to a beautiful folk song, so mellow and soothing--oh what the fuck is that screaming! Nicely done. Now let's move on to some half-sung poetry accompanied only by some tribal drums. Where is this album going? Religious overtones one moment, silly spoken word tidbits the next. Wonderful in its unpredictable eclecticism. She bleats like a billy goat for all the petit garçons.