Ah, but voila! THe music of this solo vocalist something so infinitely more interesting and impacting--feel swaying but strong listening to this not sex toy doll music but still sexy, sweet and lurid but tasteful.

A little bit "naughty" but whispering sex pot tone is acceptable when interesting backups and complex orchestral arrangements make up for the orgy chauvie style.

I only discovered this because of the YouTube "autoplay" function, as this came after the male of the previous post, whose last name is almost the same spelling but with a vowel difference. This is one of those serendipitous moments when I can sigh and say, "Ah, I do like French music after all" and so glad of this finding that was pure accidental but fortunate. Gives me peace of mind and a reflection on the hate this group pours on me that comes out every morning, like a rancid exfoliation of hate that is poured into my sleep and smeared on my skin (drugged through skin patches while I sleep, my body injured as I wake up and can't look at my body in sunlight any longer because of the broken toe that is hideous, skin disgusting my body drooping from poisoning and inert sickness and hate poured on me all night and day. Oh all the grey hairs now, that should not be there. Watching my body degenerate and sag and slowly die from the stress releasing hormones and induced hate and nothing fun or happy around me except what I attempt to create. The torture and hate remains around me as it has for over a decade non-stop with all destroyed around me by haters who are lounging at orgies and parties and laughing and being handed more slaves to clean their filth for them. 

I understand the bitterness of people who make rash speeches about racism and sexism and hate crimes---I understand the rage now. I understand the languid and peaceful expressions of expected entitlement of the people who create these destroyed groups so they can lounge around in yachts while they order their miserable minions to attack people like me. 

I do not understand how or why, although I do know "why" --but, no one will ever come to my defense so I am not sitting here under non-stop torture for years like this as famous people watch on. Oh yes, of course, it's because I have been teleported to them nightly and have seen how awful they are--awful. Hideously rotten. Corrupt. Unworthy of their power and status and as Communists would say, a revolution against the pigs is in order but....it won't happen until the trigger is established where no real change will ever take place except a few token people destroyed for a new group of haters to replace the old ones. Meanwhile, I still can't understand how people are so obedient as to wait for this explosion to occur where they can finally burn in the streets and loot and riot while those who oppress them wait for the opportune time to protest alongside their victims so they can not get targeted by the enraged masses. Instead, I remain as a focus of the rage of the oppressed who get promoted for helping their beloved "masters" to retain the system of oppression.

But...I am glad I have this laptop and can access this music and so...here goes, good French music not probably an orgy album for a porn movie---