There’s some stage craft here as well and Bellocq would have loved to photograph this photogenic groupe macabre, in the buff peut-etre, maybe pour quoi pas, had they been able to stop by in New Orleans at his time. The veritable gallion figure of this steam ship is the no-nonsense chanteuse Ines Florin (alias Madame Marseille) whose no-holds-barred and bloodcurdling voice fails to put anybody at ease and could right any vessel caught in a Mediterranean gale. The violin is by Andrea Kirchhofer and her instrument will alternate in making your hair stand up or your heart spill its blood and she also sings back-up. Jonas Guggenheim is on accordion and toy piano, Bruno Strueby with bass clarinet and banjo, Alfons Schroeter on contra bass and Boris Steiner on drums complete the crew. The lyrics dance their own danse macabre and in addition to the band’s many original compositions you can distinguish the words of naughty Jean Genet, Theodor Kramer and even Leiber & Stoller while in their covers you can feel the immortal spirit of Edith Piaf, Jaques Brel and Brigitte Fontaine.
Lilies from Marseille, there isn’t anything like your chansons du mort brought to light from the dark corners of la rue de la vie to make us feel alive. And possibly begging for more, d’accord?