September 11, 2001 is a tragic date in our collective imagination; the terrible attack on the Twin Towers shocked the entire world and the lives of countless families who lost their relatives on that dramatic day. But on September 11, 2001 in France, Des Visages Des Figures by the Noir Désir was released, a well-regarded band from across the Alps that had already gained appreciation for high-quality albums such as Tostaky and Du ciment sous les plaines. This release had also gained attention beyond the national borders (for example, Tostaky was produced in London).

One might object to this introduction with a legitimate assertion: "What's the connection between the two events?"; well, Bernard Cantat, leader of the Bordeaux band and lyricist, named track number two "Le grand incendie".  This makes the album even more enigmatic and mysterious.

It's their most "commercial" album (clearly, to call this album commercial would be like saying that donkeys fly, and you know very well that donkeys do not fly), as evidenced by its stay at the top of the charts among the most listened tracks of "Les vents nous porteront", the million copies sold, and the countless awards brought home by the band.

But the entire album is infused with a dark, desolate, stagnant atmosphere of anger and melancholy. Poetry reigns supreme, as demonstrated by the compositional skill of the frontman, who is adeptly its main interpreter. With his shy and sensitive, angry, and alluring tone; the other band members skillfully paint an impressionistic background instrumentally.

This is the key to the album's interpretation, then the erudite and sophisticated lyrics, as well as the themes addressed in them by the visionary Cantat, provide further depth to the work. Overall, the already mentioned "Le vent nous porteront", which also features Manu Chao on guitar, stands out, as does the title track "Des Visages des Figures", a ballad that is both subdued and inherently incendiary; as well as "L'envers à l'endroit", a track both electronic and subtle (On peut caresser des idéaux sans s'éloigner d'en bas, On peut toujours rêver de s'en aller mais sans bouger de là), which, along with "L'enfant roi" and the marvelous "Des armés" set to the tune of a poignant piece by Léo Ferré, are all delicately balanced between singer-songwriter and refined psychedelia.

Other tracks worth noting for the change in pace compared to the album's guidelines are "Le grand incendie" itself, tense and urgent, straight to the heart, "Son Style 1" (with clearly electro-punk undertones) and "Lost": lively pieces with a significant impact.

The most challenging (even to review) and pretentious track of the album deserves a separate chapter: track number 12, "L'europe", a true act of mockery against Europe; 24 minutes of bitter reflections written by the singer along with Hungarian multi-instrumentalist Akosh Szelevényi and Brigitte Fontaine: against everything and everyone. A critique of the entire Western world with a harsh and raw language. Urgent and passionate, distressing and epic, wonderfully set to music in perfect conformity with the writing.

This is clearly the album of their international consecration, given the sudden visibility obtained by Noir Désir, who entered (and then quickly exited) the Mtv circuit and the musical Main Stream. If you focus on the band aside from this, you notice an educated and refined use of music, musically impeccable, visionary, and dreamlike. The highest point of their artistic production, which oddly coincided with their success.

A superb album with infinite symbolic value, loaded with emotions and sentiments as strong as they are sincere.

Tracklist Lyrics and Videos

01   L'Enfant roi (06:03)

02   Le Grand Incendie (04:36)

03   Le vent nous portera (04:48)

04   Des armes (02:48)

05   L'Appartement (04:11)

06   Des visages des figures (05:14)

07   Son style 1 (02:06)

08   Son style 2 (02:31)

09   À l'envers à l'endroit (04:07)

10   Lost (03:23)

Pourras-tu le faire I'M LOST
Pourras-tu le dire I'M LOST
Tu dois tout essayer I'M LOST
Tu dois devenir I'M LOST

Tu dois voir plus loin I'M LOST
Tu dois revenir I'M LOST
Egaré en chemin I'M LOST
Tu verras le pire I'M LOST

Pour trouver le sud I'M LOST
Sans perdre le Nord I'M LOST
Après les certitudes I'M LOST

Au-delà des bords I'M LOST

I'm lost but I'm not stranded yet
I'm lost but I'm not stranded yet

Dans les yeux des femmes I'M LOST
Dans la marie-jeanne I'M LOST
Dans la techno-cité I'M LOST
Pour manipulés I'M LOST

Grand combat de chairs I'M LOST
Colline enflammée I'M LOST
Dans l'ombre ou la lumière I'M LOST
Pôle halluciné I'M LOST

Pour courir ventre à terre I'M LOST
Brouillard et fumée I'M LOST
Consommer consumer I'M LOST
Recracher de l'air I'M LOST

Dans le dérisoire I'M LOST
Dans les accessoires I'M LOST
Dans le feu des possibles I'M LOST
Au coeur de la cible I'M LOST

Dans la schizophrénia I'M LOST
Dans la Paranoïa I'M LOST
Un maniac-opéra I'M LOST
Pharmacopérave I'M LOST

I'm lost but I'm not stranded yet
I'm lost but I'm not stranded yet

Entre les dérapages
Entre les lignes d'orages
Entre temps entre nous
Et entre chien et loup
Au maximum du voltage
A peine est passé le message
Au fil du rasoir

Encore une fois c'est la vie qui s'entête
Acharnée au-delà des images qu'on reflète
Chacal, charogne, chaman, sachem
Magie noire ou blanche inscrite à la Sacem

Des poumons d'or
Belphégor
Ici, maintenant, à la vie, à la mort
N'oublie pas ton sourire pour ce soir si tu sors
Un jury t'attend n'injurie pas le sort


Entre les dérapages
Entre les lignes d'orages
Entre temps entre nous
Et entre chien et loup
Au maximum du voltage
A peine est passé le message
Au fil du rasoir

Dans les corridors I'M LOST
Sur les baies vitrées I'M LOST
Des insectes écrasés I'M LOST
Qui cherchaient de l'or I'M LOST

Dans les ministères I'M LOST
Dans les monastères I'M LOST
Dans les avalanches I'M LOST
Au bout de la planche I'M LOST

Des combats d'autorité I'M LOST
Des conflits d'intéret I'M LOST
Des types ignifugés I'M LOST
Veulent ma fusée I'M LOST

Des désenchanteurs I'M LOST
Un train à quelle heure I'M LOST
Des pirates des corsaires I'M LOST
Sans aucun repaire I'M LOST

Tu dois vois plus loin I'M LOST
Tu dois revenir I'M LOST
Tu dois tout essayer I'M LOST
Tu dois devenir I'M LOST
Tu dois devenir I'M LOST
Tu dois devenir I'M LOST
Tu dois devenir I'M LOST

I'm lost but I'm not stranded yet
I'm lost but I'm not stranded yet

11   Bouquet de nerfs (05:13)

12   L'Europe (23:44)

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