One of the best French pop songs of the 80’s, IMO (with “Babacar” by France Gall, a few singles by Indochine, and pretty much all Bashung recorded during this decade). Not to speak of the clip. Rarely I’m being chauvinistic, which means that sometimes I can be - maybe, and in a very benign way. For instance, I’m happy to notice that Anne Laplantine’s music sounds like a better version of Au Revoir Simone (not that it is a very good band in the first place - and what with the French name anyway, damned brooklynese), or Pascal Comelade, without the fucking paraphernalia. Nordheim is truly one of the loveliest records. From time to time, I can be proud of the achievements of my fellow compatriots because I know where they come from. Empathy is easier. Instances that I could cite for the moment are Gérard Grisey and Philippe Auclair (alias Louis Philippe). While I can think of no one else right now, those are only instances.

Annabelle - Fuis, Lawrence D’Arabie (1987)