Quasiment deux années de silence radio ont été nécessaires pour qu’Erotic Market amorce sa mue. Le duo est devenu un solo qui repose désormais sur les épaules de son estimable et bouillonnante frontwoman, Rosemary Martins. La chanteuse-compositrice n’est pourtant pas si seule que ça dans l’aventure : elle s’est attachée les services de sorciers du groove, les lyonnais Flore, prêtresse de la bass music, Bonetrips fournisseur de beats puissants et accidentés et Nicolas Taite, batteur surdoué du groupe. Avec eux à la réalisation, l’intention d’Erotic Market est toujours résolument pop mais le résultat est beaucoup plus charnel.
Moins indie rock chaloupé et plus r’n’b futuriste. Elle s’assume plus voluptueuse et n’en finit plus de faire chavirer les cours. Son flow protéiforme permet au pivot d’Erotic Market d’être, à tour de rôle, une crooneuse dopée à la caféïne, une naïade pas fragile pour un sou, une rappeuse effrontée, une poétesse spoken word amoureuse ou encore une blueswoman en goguette : Chaka Khan 3.0, elle est every woman. Abrité par le label Mutant Ninja, les 13 titres de “Queendoms” débarquent au creux de vos oreilles nécessiteuses d’ici février 2018. Une vraie usine à tubes de l’été en plein hiver. Inespérée. Comme ce comeback gagnant.
Écrit par Marine Pellegrini, excepté "Burn your brains out" écrit par Marine Pellegrini et Intricate Dialect
"Bow Down" composé par Marine Pellegrini et Flore Morfin
"Burn your brains out", "Ovo", "The Party" & "Should I" "So long" composé par Marine Pellegrini & Lucas Garnier
"Remote Control", "Can you cry for me" & "Me Myself and I" composé par Marine Pellegrini, Lucas Garnier & Nicolas Taite
" Tell you L.I.B.I.D.O" composé par Marine Pellegrini & Bonetrips
"Dope" composé par Marine Pellegrini & Kevin Haccoun
"Sick" composé par Marine Pellegrini
I really don't know" composé par Marine Pellegrini & Romain Dugelay
Mixé par Chris Moore (2.5.7.11.12) and Tony Ménétrier & Jêrome Donzel (1.3.6.10.13)
Mastering : Tony Ménétrier
Stylisme & ornements photos : Marion Serreau
Photo : Hugo Juillard
Maquillage : Aline Le
Graphic Design : Mathieu Courbier
FORMAT : LP
TYPE : CD
SORTIE : février 2018
Écrit par Marine Pellegrini, excepté "Burn your brains out" écrit par Marine Pellegrini et Intricate Dialect
"Bow Down" composé par Marine Pellegrini et Flore Morfin
"Burn your brains out", "Ovo", "The Party" & "Should I" "So long" composé par Marine Pellegrini & Lucas Garnier
"Remote Control", "Can you cry for me" & "Me Myself and I" composé par Marine Pellegrini, Lucas Garnier & Nicolas Taite
" Tell you L.I.B.I.D.O" composé par Marine Pellegrini & Bonetrips
"Dope" composé par Marine Pellegrini & Kevin Haccoun
"Sick" composé par Marine Pellegrini
I really don't know" composé par Marine Pellegrini & Romain Dugelay
Mixé par Chris Moore (2.5.7.11.12) and Tony Ménétrier & Jêrome Donzel (1.3.6.10.13)
Mastering : Tony Ménétrier
Stylisme & ornements photos : Marion Serreau
Photo : Hugo Juillard
Maquillage : Aline Le
Graphic Design : Mathieu Courbier
FORMAT : LP
TYPE : CD
SORTIE : février 2018
Im a white man
don’t you lie
You need me
Between your thighs
I’ll get your brain pregnant
with my light
Im a white man
Dont reply
My air is cool down
by your sighs
Please say my name
whenever you cry
you need to bow down hon
you gotta go down babe
Im a white man
Don’t you fight
You need me baby
by your side
Enjoy the patriarcal ride
im a white man
blow me like
im a mighty god
some kind of caesar
Please scream my name
whenever you dive
you need to bow down hon
you gotta go down babe
Im a white man
don’t you cry
I cherish my dead realm
Through your eyes
Please say my shame
whenever you try
Im a white man
I wont die
The universal laws
are on my side
Enjoy the patriarcal ride
Cut the pill girl
love your blood girl
and the spicy scent of your cunt girl
You’re a swirl pearl
you’re the queen urn
you’re the motherfucking owner of your body girl
walk the hill girl
Buss your curves girl
and the warm discharge of your cunt girl
You’re a swirl pearl
you’re the queen urn
you’re the motherfucking owner of your body girl
Be a mantis if your this
dont let nobody tell you you’re a bitch
eat’em all sis’
if that’s your bliss
love your own flesh before you pen his
OVO LOVE GANG
OVO BANG BANG
OVO SHOVE PANG
OVO DOVE TWANG
OVO SONG SLANG
OVO OUTANG CLAN
OV’ABOVE PAIN
You’re no spice girl
No sanitized Tinder girl
You’re no « zigzag if you you wanna be lover » girl
you’re a hurly burly
no photosophed bird
your bum, your tits, your lips are no strangers
Know your own clit
give yourself a treat
don’t u let nobody down here if you don’t want it
Say out loud miss
what you feel sis’
love your own flesh before you pen his
Im no hysterical girl
and if you get on my nerves
it’s not PMS it’s just cause you’re literal jerk
I know i can give birth
oh yeah i surely should nurse
But please spare me the hippy mother-earth-incarnation verse
Dont get on my tits with « The woman » shit
« that’s the way they like it »
Somehow i dont want your name and i just want your dick
cause i can be a horny witch and also a holy peach
but I love my own flesh before your penis
ooh yeah baby i know
some might say you’re impure
ooh yeah baby i know
some might say you’re impure
ooh yeah baby i know
some might say you’re impure
ooh yeah baby i know
you dont like it when you got your periods
some might say you’re impure
but you gotta love it though
and yeah yeah i know for sure
your blood is no beating for some Eve’s fault
it’s just a way to let you know
you’re a new born queen once more
OVO LOVE GANG
OVO BANG BANG
OVO SHOVE PANG
OVO DOVE TWANG
OVO SONG SLANG
OVO OUTANG CLAN
OV’ABOVE PAIN
OVO YING YANG
OVA OVA LOVA
Somehow I can’t remember
If i did that
and how it happened
some things aint right
How they occurred
those stripes in my mind
I dont belong to myself
most of the time
My ancestors
what did they give me
some tragic genes
jew history
A cowardice appendix
dark tendencies
Low self esteem
Blue eyes maybe
Remote Control
Remote control
Remote control
Hold it tight
Remote control
take me back
remote control
this flashback
remote control
is not mine
On The photography
Proud obviously
With the ones you adore
where is she?
in Israel i’ve been told
where our roots are supposed to be
daddy lost his way searching for family
granny i dont know much more
Her melancholy knocked up by your
flithy supremacy
i inherited for sure
some of her insecurities
those holes your weapon dug down deeply
Remote control
Hold it tight
Remote control
take me back
remote control
this flashback
is not mine
Remote control
Hold it tight
Remote control
take me back
remote control
zap that mark
remote control
whose blood is that?
this nose is mine and is yours
somehow accidentally
you’re part of my flesh and more
i dont know where exactly
dark spots on me he adores
blurred intimacy
i’ll never get a chance to explore
cause of your mute legacy
If one day i get to meet your
official progeny
be sure i won’t bother for
daddy fully showed me
you can be a good man or
raise a beautiful family
without knowing where you’re from
especially if it’s from pips without dignity
Remote control
Hold it tight
Remote control
take me back
remote control
this flashback
is not mine
Remote control
Hold it tight
Remote control
take me back
remote control
zap that mark
remote control
whose blood is that?
Im sick
sick of those games
you know
sick of my own name
yeah you know i’m through
with my background
through with those familiar sounds
Can I be someone else for a day can I feign other
scars, other sins other blabber just for today
I need some fresh air
need not to be there
need to get up from this chair
Am i making myself clear?
Mummy’s out
Cheap golden tat
Wide hips
What you looking at
Big thighs
Can rely on that
To booty up and down
all night
Need no drug bwoy
Need no shit dog
My blood’s already boiling
to that sound brrrrrr
Whine your waist on
this r-t-t-tong-tong
Sweat wit’ me until dawn
My Dream team is out
Don’t check your account
Got chick tricks that
you’ll laugh about
Free mind
Can rely on that to
Have you think a little more
« No matter what »
Need no crowd bwoy
Need no hype doll
My skin’s already shivering
to that beat ooooh
shut your mouth hun
feel that r-t-t-tong-tong
sweat wit’ me until dawn
Oohoohoohoohoohooh yeah yeah
Imma make sure the party’s on its way
Oohoohoohoohoohooh yeah yeah
imma make sure you move my way
What what, let’s boogie out
got new steps
gotta test this out
Wild heart
Can rely on that
to have the other pips stare like
« what the hell is that? »
Need no selfie bwoy
Need no FB post
‘m already egotrippin’
like im the Don
im’ the bomb
Show your thong on
this r-t-t-tong-tong
Sweat with me until dawn
Oohoohoohoohoohooh yeah yeah
Imma make sure the party’s on its way
Oohoohoohoohoohooh yeah yeah
imma make sure you move my way
Get get in my car
That’s a banger so what?
It’ll bring you as well
Where the party’s at
Sick sick sound
Can rely ont that to
Warm you up a little like
« that’s some sheitan night »
Need no rolls bwoy
Need no speed toy
‘m already braggin’ like
i own this town and beyond
break your neck on
this r-t-t-tong-tong
sweat with me until dawn
Oohoohoohoohoohooh yeah yeah
Imma make sure the party’s on its way
Oohoohoohoohoohooh yeah yeah
imma make sure you move my way
feel that r-t-t-tong-tong
Can you speed me
when i whine
Can you whimper
down my spine
Can you whimper
down my spine
can you kiss me
when I shout
Can you love me
in and out
Can you love
me in and out
Whine
Spine
Can you please me
cause i saw
your glowing tricks
your distant awe
your glowing tricks
your distant awe
Can you con me
cause I heard
against my ear
four letters words
against my ear
four letters words
Can you cry for me now
i would love to see you down down down
Can you cry for me now
i would love to see you down down down
Can you cry for me now
i would love to see you down down down
Can you cry for me now
i would love to see you down down down
can I have you
at my knees like
dogs around
their cruel queen
dogs around
their cruel queen
Can you blow me
when the blue
bewildered blood
become so true
bewildered blood
become so true
can you diss me
can you threat
and my love
becomes a bet
and my love
becomes a bet
Now can you leave
now i’ve come
hormonal rage
forbidden song
hormonal rage
forbidden song
Can you cry for me now
i would love to see you down down down
Can you cry for me now
i would love to see you down down down
Can you cry for me now
i would love to see you down down down
Can you cry for me now
i would love to see you down down down
can you cry (x5)
i would love to see you down
Can you cry for me now
i would love to see you down down down (x4)
Sometimes I really wanna quit
I need to leave you here
I’d be better without you
you’d be ok without me
might hurt but still this sounds so true
I’m tired of feeling lone
I’m through with waiting on and on
for you to see
Im here and ready
to give love infinitely
DOn’t know why i’ve been
Can you tell me why i’ve been
No reason why i’ve been
waiting for so long
you’re deep inside of me
I can feel you when i breathe
running like an everlasting roar
each time i feel more alive
Like i never felt before
You’ve got me addicted to your soul
having high, right after having me low
telling me that
this time you’ll be the one
another band, another shape, another song
will get you crowned
Our love has come to an end
and the world will turn round the same
though i still love you
and always be singing like i would die for you
Now i really wanna quit
I need to leave you here
will i be better without you
Will you be ok without me
can’t tell but still i know we’re through
DOn’t know why i’ve been
Can you tell me why i’ve been
No reason why i’ve been
waiting for so long
I really don’t know why i would die now
I really don’t know why i would die now
I really don’t know why i would die now
I really don’t know why i would die now
I hate your hero worship and i hate your ego trips and
i hate the fact
that you gotta have ambition to get a social
recognition
I hate your selfie
your « me-me »
your « gotta » and « wanna » be "you must have seen
i saw you saw me "
cause i’m here « like »
« definetly »
didn’t i already tell you motherfucka
I hate your lies
Your everyday tries
your fanciful busy timelines
I hate the fact that you’re a part of this illusion
To achieve a so called recognition
I hate your dirty delicacy
your consensual oddity
i could have heard what you told me but im here
« like » deafen neatly
I wanna live like, live like
like there’s no past and no future
Why dont u live like, live like
like there’s no past and no future
I hate it cause I love you
I hate you cause i love you
I’m angry cause i love you
Im yelling cause i love you
Im sorry that i love you
Its sounds dark but it’s so true
that i love you more than i hate you i just want you to
be true
just wanna live like i love
just can’t live without you
Though i hate you
know that i love you
I wanna live like, live like
like there’s no past and no future
Why dont u live like, live like
like there’s no past and no future
Imma tell you things that'll make you blush
That'll make you rush out for my bush
Cause you know my flesh is fresh to death and soft like, oh
And then you'll jerk off for hours and thrush about
Oh gosh want me to hush, 'cause no one can flush a crush that lush
Imma tell you'll things that'll make you flip
That'll make you freak out about my fruit
Cause you'll softly feel my flavors filling you up like fuel
And then you'll flirt with flowers and furs
Fall for me further and want us to fuck, 'cause no one can fight a fox that fun
L.I.B.I.D.O
I'm the dirty tongue twister
The horny troublemaker
The sеxy hard driver
The aphro-dizzy player
Imma tell you things that’ll make you crack
that’ll make you cut the prozac out
cause you know my back is no knick-knack
it’s a whole pack
and then you’ll put some Shaka track
cry out « those racks », « cut me some slack »
cause no one can snatch a snack that fat
imma tell you things that’ll make you scream
That’ll make your cream come quickly « cooool »
cause you can’t keep clean of kinky tricks and silky moves
and then you’ll quit your caucasian tricks
curtly call for tits, creep up for clot
cause no one can kick back a chick that thick
L.I.B.I.D.O
Im the dirty tongue twister
the horny trouble maker
the sexy hard driver
the aphro-dizzy player
L.I.B.I.D.O
what i wanna see when im talking to you
L.I.B.I.D.O
what i wanna see when im working with you
Baby girl you walk in like you’re in a movie scene
Baby girl you trynna have the boys down at your feet
Baby girl you want the world to be impressed
Baby girls bet on cheap dress for some happiness
Baby boy you bite your lips, you hold tight to your jeans
Baby boy you flirt with glazed paper queens
Baby boy your sex life is a mess
Baby boys bet on big chests for some happiness
You run out like a rabbit in the light
Your rush like a moth into the burning light
You burn your brains out
Burn your brains out
You’re gonna , it’s gonna
Baby girl you laugh real loud, you cry, you take some pills
Baby girl you pretend you know exactly what’s the deal
Baby girl Show off your ass, you know the men
Baby girls bet on fake flav’ for some happiness
Baby boy you worked it out ,you gave her like baaadly
Baby boy you drink a lot like you’re so manly
Baby boy molly’s having you down like you’re depressed
Baby boys bet on quick sex for some happiness
She lookin' beat and skeeted.
Out the door, Bye Felicia ,Let her go.
That walk of shame will lead her back
from whence she came
Met her when we wasn't nothin'
Now a days she still ain't nothin'
Everywhere ain't saying nothin'
Take her home, it's really nothin'
Uppers, downers, all about it
High and droppin' out of college
Body like a model
now she looks like Amy Winehouse
Oh my god oh my lord
Call her anytime you're bored
On the dance floor hammered like
she's in the hand of Thor
Strike em down, I think you got it
Look around at all these options
Everybody lookin' thirsty
and you're looking like a faucet
I don't want it. They can have it
I can pass it automatic
I can look into a fire,
know it's hot without my hand in it
Branded by reputation.
Know sex is my motivation
No rest till I'm satiated.
The game she know it verbatim
We two of a kind. Broken.
Loving of her state of mind
We blind and ambitious.
Attracted to pretty lights
Tell me you need it
tell me you still want this feeling
Just Say it's the realest.
Know the deal and gonna seal it
Your feelings conceal em
Except for me you know I'll read em
Together we even
And in the end pick up the pieces
You run out like a rabbit in the light
Your rush like a moth onto the burning light
You burn your brains out
You’re gonna It’s gonna
Should I militate
Or Should I masturbate
Should I go on strike
Or Should I seek for likes
Should I be angry
Or let me be happy
Should I commiserate
Or overconsummate
huh?
Should I ethic-eat
When I just crave for meat
Should i fight for peace
But not on sunday please
We’ll have ’em bite the dust
But take a selfie first
Let’s break the rules
But not if it breaks my balls
huh
Should I local-buy
But gotta have those nikes
Should I go to the polls
when I dont give a fuck
Can i be sorry
In front of my TV
Donate for endangered moles
is it tax deductible?
Shou-Shou-should I?
At least I could Try
but my oh my oh my
I’m too selfish,
am I?
Do I overthink?
that’s what told me my shrink
Im too sympathetic
or is it just pathetic ?
Should I give him now?
but can you tweet it now?
Could U instagram
Me helping out this gran
Is that gratitude
We’re seeking for dude
a good opportunity
for altruistic egocentricity
Deep deep breath
Poor western wrecked supa connected self
overwhelmed with worldwide information
in a collective individual obession
Deep deep breath
Put down your guilt on the insignificant shelf
overwhelmed with worldwide information
in a collective individual obsession
You’re Just dope
dopamine for my brain
it’s insane
please remember my name
Let me touch your hair
let me breath your air
Let me taste your skin
let me hold you please
Let me leave each moment
to the full while you’re here
You’re Just dope
dopamine for my brain
it’s insane
please remember my name
Show me your lovely smile and
your big bright eyes and
your ver, very soft skin dearie