The Singer (Quand j'étais chanteur)

WHEN I WAS A SINGER

Good evening.

Welcome to Royat Casino

with the Alain Moreau Band.

The band...

And let me just say...

that there's a tombola,

organized by the town hall..

OK, enough talk. Music!

You OK?

I'll tell you in 5 minutes.

For a flirt with you

I'd do just anything

Fora flirt

with you

I'd be up for anything

Just for a date with you

For a flirt

with you

For a little ride

One single day

Between your arms

For a little ride

One early morn

Between your sheets

I could abandon everything

Even if it looks old-fashioned

For a flirt

with you

Michele, meet Philippe from Vichy town hall.

He's organizing a dance, so I thought of Alain.

- Yes, we spoke. - OK, I'll leave you to it.

I'll give you a card

and a photo.

Thank you.

I'll call you tomorrow and you can meet Alain.

- What time does he sing until? - 3:30am.

He sounds good tonight.

Allow me to say hello to the best dance teacher in the region.

There he is.

More volcanic than ever. I give you...

Jean-Luc Lemoine!

It's the least I can do.

Not dancing?

No, I hate dancing.

Get ready for the Madison.

Stand on the right, and we'll start.

Music, maestro!

Like a bad boy My hair is long

Like a bad boy I wear a jacket

A medallion, a big belt Like a bad boy

And yet

I'm just a girl

But when

I'm in your arms

I'm just

a little girl

So lost

when you're not around

Like a bad boy I have my motorbike

Like a bad boy I go joyriding

I'm a terror at 120 mph Like a bad boy

Like a bad boy I'm afraid of nothing

Like a bad boy I've got my pals

I'm the leader of the pack Like a bad boy

And yet

I'm just a girl

Thank you very much.

The musicians need a short break.

Ladies and gentlemen, you can see the Alain Moreau Band

next Friday at the Aquarius disco

and the Saturday after at the Frog Festival in Surat.

I can't get them going.

Calm down, they clapped.

But try moving more. You're like a mountain.

I'm the Massif Central!

You know that "Popstars" song? I know it sucks,

but we should cover it.

Busy tonight, huh?

Yes, busier than last week.

- There are even some youngsters. - They're dancing, too.

OK, the boss lady's leaving. Let's do it.

Look lively, lads.

Smile. Come on.

Heaven has a certain charm

But I prefer

the pleasures, joys, and tears down here on earth

Good wine, pretty girls' shining eyes

Life is more sparkling than champagne

It's permitted

To love life and to love love

To love the night, to love the day

And to think it's too short, Far too short

I want

to catch up with the racing of time

To live life to the full, to live

To love life, to love love

Delightful, charming.

So, you come to dance halls now?

You here to make fun?

We were at the casino.

- You're back on that? - No, it's OK.

Still in real estate?

Meet the great Alain Moreau.

- Francis. - Evening.

Juliette.

Philippe.

Marie.

- And Marion. - Evening.

The fighter!

So, Marion, what exactly did those guys want?

I just accepted a dance.

A dance isn't nothing.

And a fight's pretty flattering.

I don't think so, no.

- What'll you drink? - Water for me.

I've got 3 minutes.

If I leave 'em alone, they'll go clubbing.

Thanks, Bruno.

Folks, it's time for the tombola.

OK, number 836...

That's the 12 bottles of wine, I think.

Are you divorced?

I beg your pardon?

Are you divorced?

No.

This kind of place tends to be...

for divorcees or singles to meet people, you know.

Once they hit 40, they're scared to go to clubs.

I had no idea.

Next number... Maggie, go on.

- The number is... - 819.

How many singles are there in France?

Take a guess.

- No idea. - 14 million!

14 million potential dancers!

That's quite something!

A big hand for Christian. Bravo!

- Are you with Bruno? - We work together.

I'm an intern in his firm.

You're not local?

No, I've been here for a month.

A month...

You'll see, it's pretty here. The mysterious volcanoes...

Do you know Bruno well?

Oh, yeah. He helped me look for a house 2 years ago.

He's full of life.

Something sparkles in him...

Did you find it?

- What? - The house.

The hou... No, no.

No, he got me into clubs, I found him girls.

Where are you from?

It is great there! Do you come dancing here often?

Ever been onstage to sing or dance?

No, why?

Well, you stand out, you shine...

You have a rare quality.

Lady killer, huh?

- Want to come up onstage with me? - No, it's not my thing.

I see couples forming and breaking up.

I'm sure that by studying the dancers' movements,

you'd understand a lot more

about people and the world.

A philosopher, too?

I'm no philosopher, but you're not helping.

That's us!

- Come on, Let's sing. - No!

- You're being a pain. - You're not wrong there.

People seem to like you.

They adore me, especially if I do the "Birdy Song"!

Oh, thanks, Bruno.

You've lost weight.

The stress of opening a new agency.

Suits you.

- How's it going? - Not bad.

Luckily I'm not on my own.

More dancing now.

OK, are you dancing?

If you like.

No, I mean I'm going to work.

Try and have a dance.

Young people are good for my image.

See you later.

I'll do it, sitting down.

Ready, guys? Music!

No Boeing for my transit

No boat for my transatlantic

I search in vain for the exact door

I search in vain for the exit

I'm singing for the transistors

The story of this strange story

Of your one-way love transitory

Of a Sleeping Beauty asleep

I love you and I fear

I'll lose myself

And sow seeds

of poppy on the paving of one-way love

You know those photos of Asia

That I shot on 200 ASA