More than a musical group Parle L'Homme (The Male Speech) is a group committed to defending human rights, combating all forms of oppression and discrimination, environmental protection or the dissemination of culture among all layers of society. L 'Homme Parle was born in Nîmes for nearly 10 years of marriage to a group of young men interested in the defense of these values, but also a way of conceiving music as an all inclusive and diverse. The mixture of musical styles is evident when we listen to their songs. Its members come and have very different musical tastes: reggae, chanson, rock, soul, hip hop and other world music come together in this multicultural melting pot. Usually sing in French but it is not uncommon to hear some estrofita and one of its slogans in English: "To Victory" . 
Parle L'Homme is composed of eight people: Marxsen (singer-MC), Joana (singer), Yas (MC), DGE (rapeador) Tony Mandell (vocals), Jazz (drums), DJ Ten (DJ) and JB (keyboards). Marxsen is the composer of almost all music, assisted by JB at times. As the lyrics say it is everyone, but each begins to write individually, in the same space that yes, they share ideas and lend consistency to the songs. His musical influences, like his own songs, are large, ranging from Georges Brassens and Léo Ferré to Hocus Pocus , Java or Saïan Supa Crew, through Manu Chao or Noir Désir. After several years of studies Direkt seal Tribal Family , two EPs and a number of actions L 'Homme Parle released his first full term on June 15, 2009. It's called Militants du quotidien (everyday activists) because they say it is a kind of tribute to all those who every day do a little to change the world. That's their idea, the union of many small, small efforts of many people that the world finally get ever more just and more equal. For this first album were composed around 30 songs at the end, they were at 13. 13 songs full of energy and commitment to social, cultural and ecological, but treated with much freshness and a sense of humor. Before the advent of the album released this song and this video, "La Crise (The Crisis).
"La Crise" is a song militant, say, written to denounce the hypocrisy prevailing climate in France, we might add that in many other countries, worried about what he says the IMF or markets instead of thinking about ordinary citizens standing who have, indeed, the excesses and mistakes of politicians, bankers and economists. The video was shot in a few days and presented at MIDEM in Cannes, attracting the interest of Swiss, Belgian and Quebec. Parallel hung on the myspace the group, received more than 3 million hits in 5 months and many comments.
On the other hand, the active group, more than four years in a humanitarian project called "A bridge between Nîmes and Meknes" consistent, among other things, sending truckloads clothing, medical supplies and school, designed to help some orphanages and street children in the area of \u200b\u200bnorthern Morocco. They have also contributed to the creation of cultural centers and a recording studio for the production of new bands, and the development of music and film projects. As L 'Homme Parle, as such, are already preparing their second album, they say, will be more acoustic and more than the previous songs, but with the same energy and with a line common theme: journey the human condition. At the moment we leave with the title track to their first album "Militants du quotidien" (Militants de lo cotidiano) y con la letra traducida del primer single, "The Crisis".
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Man speaks - "Crisis" From Album
Activists daily
One day, one day, one day
growth will come one day
tell my boss "I Go also increases
But today I dismiss you" Thanks to the pros
of waffling,
thank you to the dreams of a
Give millionaire
yellow pieces for it to Carla
us out of the galley
Thank banks lawless,
purchasing power does not know
The only stock good enough for me, is that
I touch the end of the month
So to all the hypocrisy
A big thank you to Sarkozy
Thanks to you we say
Good god what a world we live in?
From IMF RMI
ISF to SDF, the Department
the misery of the CGT MEDEF
From the gutter to the head of the state retirement
hat
From the RSA France to top of the bottom
There is not a
So we dance on the world into pieces
And the waltz begins
Still on the same tempo
So we dance on the world into pieces
After all how important
For us it is not new
Life is full of surprises
Especially for those who know the crisis
J 'raise my glass to your health
Before we will make every jump I
in life I do not
I eat pasta for every meal for me Kiss
family
While my brothers cry to the famine
Monsanto thank you for all your lovely
GM
Thanks to McDonald's and Quick
to sell us the food we love
Run Consumer Products
idiots without warning
And you can find everything I say horrible
together anything is possible
It's okay, we forgive you
lead the world to ruin
course, you give us
we will do with the remains
includes part
bullshit for dessert I know
that have fed thee
but there it remains cheap
I
not blame you who worked like crazy
To get out of the galley
After all I voted for you
The Love Boat
while we wallow in the mud
Excuse me I abuse,
I'm in deep shit
[Chorus] I
the crisis, it touches me not
And yes I saw the hook at the State
I do not care, I can pitch my
company
We will turn the printing
Without parachute crash is assured
Unless you are a good pal to Keyboard
Little King became king
And it happens just down home
Thanks to ministers of the opening
who have made France a caricature
Thank you to all of us
prove that you are all in one basket
I wanted to be socialist
If I listened to my childhood dreams
But all these fine names on the lists are
in the elephant graveyard is
working hard
summer and winter, are not
season for the galley
For holidays we stay
home at the price of gasoline?
Tell me, you,
head of state
J'comprend not, I did not
Science Po or Ena
Thanks to powerful for the 1%
I wondered not so much
My RSA waiting Toutes
Manners Qu'est-ce-qu'on and peux?
On est avant d'être vieux pauvres
Prends les choses du bon côté
On est vivant Qu'est-ce tu veux d'mieux?
[au Refrain]
Mhhmmm ...
Le pouvoir d'achat est en baisse ...
Mhhmm
L'Homme parle - "Crisis" the album
Militants du quotidien
One day, one day, one day come
economic growth.
One day my boss tell me:
'salaries will also go up but today I
dismissal. " Thanks to the professional
of demagoguery,
through
dreams of a millionaire. Give Carla
cents to get us out of slavery. Thanks to banks
lawless,
"purchasing power, what is that?".
For me, the only stock good
help is that I enter at the end of the month.
Thank you Sarkozy,
by all this hypocrisy.
Thanks to you we ask:
"My God, what world do we live?"
From IMF to the RMI,
to pay the ISP to live on the street, the Ministry
misery, CGT
of the CEOE,
of the ditch to the presidency of the state,
retirement plan to the minimum pension,
of France from top to bottom
not There is only one step.
And we danced on the shattered world
And the waltz
always starts with the same tempo.
And we danced on the shattered world.
After all, what does it matter?
For us, there is nothing new.
Life is full of surprises
especially for those who know the crisis.
raise my glass and toast to your health
before we do blow
Normally I do not care as pasta at every meal.
Greet the family for me while my brothers
cry of hunger.
Thanks, Monsanto, for all those beautiful
transgenics.
Thanks, Quick and MacDonalds,
to sell the food that we like. The race for consumption
idiots products without notice.
And to you who you think everything I say horrible
together everything is possible
is not serious,
forgive them that have led the world
your loss. You shared
cards but we'll throw the remains.
Take another piece of crap for dessert
I know you are sick but the only thing that keeps coming
cheap shot no stone will not
to you
working like crazy to get us out of slavery
After all, I voted for
you have fun in the cruise
as we plunge into the mud
Excuse me, I have not told the truth, I get shit
to the neck.
[Chorus]
To me
crisis will not affect me because I live at state expense.
I do not care,
I can give back to my society
Launch a
making machine tickets
No parachute is secured
the thud Unless you Clavier colleague
The king's son became King
And it happens right under my house
With the opening ministers that have transformed
France
a caricature
Thank you all for showing
that all fall into the same bag
I would have liked to be a socialist
as
infacia my dreams but all those names on the lists
are in the elephant graveyard work hard
both winter and summer
slavery has no seasons and holidays
stayed at home. Is the price of gasoline?
Explain to me, you,
holding the head of state
I do not understand, I did not
Policy and Public Administration
Thanks to the powerful by the 1%
I did not ask my pension as I expected
Anyway what can be done ? We are poor
before reaching old
Look on the bright side:
are alive. What more do you want?
[Chorus]
Mhhmmm ...
purchasing power is down.
Mhhmm ...
Militants du quotidien
One day, one day, one day come
economic growth.
One day my boss tell me:
'salaries will also go up but today I
dismissal. " Thanks to the professional
of demagoguery,
through
dreams of a millionaire. Give Carla
cents to get us out of slavery. Thanks to banks
lawless,
"purchasing power, what is that?".
For me, the only stock good
help is that I enter at the end of the month.
Thank you Sarkozy,
by all this hypocrisy.
Thanks to you we ask:
"My God, what world do we live?"
From IMF to the RMI,
to pay the ISP to live on the street, the Ministry
misery, CGT
of the CEOE,
of the ditch to the presidency of the state,
retirement plan to the minimum pension,
of France from top to bottom
not There is only one step.
And we danced on the shattered world
And the waltz
always starts with the same tempo.
And we danced on the shattered world.
After all, what does it matter?
For us, there is nothing new.
Life is full of surprises
especially for those who know the crisis.
raise my glass and toast to your health
before we do blow
Normally I do not care as pasta at every meal.
Greet the family for me while my brothers
cry of hunger.
Thanks, Monsanto, for all those beautiful
transgenics.
Thanks, Quick and MacDonalds,
to sell the food that we like. The race for consumption
idiots products without notice.
And to you who you think everything I say horrible
together everything is possible
is not serious,
forgive them that have led the world
your loss. You shared
cards but we'll throw the remains.
Take another piece of crap for dessert
I know you are sick but the only thing that keeps coming
cheap shot no stone will not
to you
working like crazy to get us out of slavery
After all, I voted for
you have fun in the cruise
as we plunge into the mud
Excuse me, I have not told the truth, I get shit
to the neck.
[Chorus]
To me
crisis will not affect me because I live at state expense.
I do not care,
I can give back to my society
Launch a
making machine tickets
No parachute is secured
the thud Unless you Clavier colleague
The king's son became King
And it happens right under my house
With the opening ministers that have transformed
France
a caricature
Thank you all for showing
that all fall into the same bag
I would have liked to be a socialist
as
infacia my dreams but all those names on the lists
are in the elephant graveyard work hard
both winter and summer
slavery has no seasons and holidays
stayed at home. Is the price of gasoline?
Explain to me, you,
holding the head of state
I do not understand, I did not
Policy and Public Administration
Thanks to the powerful by the 1%
I did not ask my pension as I expected
Anyway what can be done ? We are poor
before reaching old
Look on the bright side:
are alive. What more do you want?
[Chorus]
Mhhmmm ...
purchasing power is down.
Mhhmm ...
