Full​-​time Fighters

by The Part-time Friends

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Franchement, combien de chances on a de rencontrer la bonne personne au bon moment

The Part-time friends c’est juste l’histoire d’une rencontre.
Florent voulait faire du bruit avec sa télécaster, Pauline voulait crier des poèmes dans un micro, c’était étrange, c’était maladroit, mais ça n’avait pas d’importance parce qu’ils s’étaient trouvés et que c’était le début de quelque chose.

Deux ans plus tard Florent met de coté sa télécaster pour une Seagull acoustique et Pauline admet enfin qu’elle ne sera jamais Patti Smith et tous les deux, ensemble, ils décident de devenir ce qu’ils sont vraiment.
Ils s’aperçoivent que quoi qu’il arrive, la maladresse et la fragilité sont de la partie, mais que ça ne dérange personne, au contraire, ça amuse, ça touche.
Pauline dit qu’elle n’écrit que pour les mélodies de Florent, dans une chanson, « Don’t give up on me, my words are for your melodies only ».
Tous les deux ils découvrent la scène folk/pop parisienne en jouant ici et là, au Pop in, aux disquaires, au Point Ephémère, à la scène Bastille.
En 2011, le duo décide de devenir un groupe, un vrai, et se mettent en quête de musiciens.
Clément, un type qui vit dans un loft dans le 10eme et qui touche tous les instruments, est touché par le projet et leur propose d’enregistrer un premier EP, qui parle d’Amour et d’Alaska.
Ce premier EP leur vaut d’être sélectionnés aux inrocks en Juillet 2011 pour participer au concours des Inrocks labs.

Depuis la rentrée ils enregistrent un nouvel EP qui sortira courant Janvier 2012 tout en répetant un set en groupe avec Clément au clavier/guitare Chris Mc Caughey à la batterie et Nicolas à la basse !
Des dates sont prévues cette année, venez nombreux !

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released 20 April 2011
Florent Biolchini : Melodies
Pauline Lopez de Ayora : Lyrics
Clément Doumic : Production Musicale

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Track Name: Full-time Fighters
After two years of right and after two years of wrong
After two years of Yeah and after two years of No
After two years of truth and after two years of lies

Well if you've got something to say
Just say it and don't make the story on

Let us introduce you to the Part-time Friends
Full-time Fighters.
Track Name: My Morning is your Night
Today I miss you, and I'm not affraid to admitt it
unlike the day I was petrified and fell in front of you

Today I miss you and I wonder how to say it to you
Write it down is ridiculous, Sing it to you is so obvious

How do I reach you?
You got' into a plane
And Paris cries again.

My morning is your night
I'm stuck between the lights
My night is your morning
Don't you wish we were dancing?

My morning is your night
I'm sick of turning the light
My night is your morning
Remember when we were singing "oh"

Today I miss you and maybe I should call you
But I earased your phone number 'cause I'm a lunatic spinster

Today I miss you but I will keep it to myself, 'cause I promised to wait for you for three years and until then, I'll be like DEAD

How do I reach you?
You got' into a plane
And Paris cries again.

My morning is your night
I'm stuck between the lights
My night is your morning
Don't you wish we were dancing?

My morning is your night
I'm sick of turning the light
My night is your morning
Remember when we were singing "oh"
Track Name: There are no Penguins in Alaska
This is just a souvenir,
Of you and me wanted to dissapear,
We took a plan to Alaska,
Switched up in Alabama.

This is just a souvenir,
Of you and me wanted to drink a beer
There are no Penguins in Alaska
Let's get drunk in Nebraska

Take me where you want to go
I close my eyes and let you know
Take me where you want to go
I close my eyes and let you blow
Take me where you want to go
I close my eyes never let you go

This is just a souvenir,
Of you and me wanted to cross frontiers,
We swimmed up through the Columbia,
Here we come Canada

This is just a souvenir,
Of you and me wanted to fight our fears
Let's leave home in Marbella,
Go meet Sofia Coppola.
Track Name: Outhere
Outhere, Outhere it's nowhere
Outhere, Outhere who say it's better?
Outhere Outhere, I'm so scared of outhere

Outhere, Outhere it's nowhere
Outhere, Outhere, I'm looking to her
Outhere Outhere, There's so much more we can share

Oh life is violent in our place

If you're gone I can play it wrong

Outhere, Outhere it's nowhere
Outhere, Outhere who really cares,
of Outhere, Outhere, my mother says beware.
Track Name: Woo-hoo I'm Just a Little Bird
Happy Valentine's day
You did it all the good way
You took me to the seaside my eyes were opened wide

You said I love you little bird and I want to spend my life with you,
I love you little bird I don't want to waste more time without you

And I said Woo-hoo I'm just a little bird
Woo-hoo haven't you heard?

Fly fly fly little bird
In the sky sky sky little bird