New Albums Being Promoted on Radio FIP in March 2025

Art Longo — Echowah island (2025)

Darkside — Nothing (2025)

Derya Yildirim & Grup Simsek —Yarin yoksa (2025)

Dope Lemon — Electric green lambo (2025)

Everything Is Recorded — Temporary (2025)

Florence Adooni — A.O.E.I.U. (An Ordinary Exercise In Unity) (2025)

Francois & The Atlas Mountains — Age fleuve (2025)

Hope Tala — Hope handwriten (2025)

Ichiko Aoba — Luminescent creatures (2025)

Jb Dunckel & Jonathan Fitoussi — Mirages II (2025)

Michi — Dirty talk (2025)

Oklou — Choke enough (2025)

Sharon Van Etten — Sharon Van Etten & The Attachment Theory (2025)

Voyou — Syracuse (2025)

You're the Top

At words poetic, I'm so pathetic

That I always have found it best

Instead of getting 'em off my chest,

To let 'em rest—unexpressed.

I hate parading my serenading,

As I'll probably miss a bar,

But if this ditty is not so pretty,

At least it'll tell you how great you are.

You're the top! You're the Coliseum.

You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum.

You're the melody from a symphony by Strauss.

You're a Bendel bonnet,

A Shakespeare sonnet,

You're Mickey Mouse!

You're the Nile!

You're the Tow'r of Pisa.

You're the smile on the Mona Lisa.

I'm a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop!

But if baby I'm the bottom, you're the top!

You're the top! You're Mahatma Gandhi.

You're the top! You're Napoleon brandy.

You're the purple light of a summer night in Spain.

You're the National Gallery; you're Garbo's salary,

You're cellophane!

You're sublime; you're a turkey dinner.

You're the time of the Derby Winner.

I'm a toy balloon that is fated soon to pop;

But if baby I'm the bottom, you're the top!

You're the top! You're a Waldorf salad.

You're the top! You're a Berlin ballad.

You're the nimble tread of the feet of Fred Astaire.

You're an O'Neill drama; you're Whistler's mama; you're Camembert.

You're a rose; you're Inferno's Dante.

You're the nose on the great Durante.

I'm a lazy lout, who is just about to stop,

But if baby I'm the bottom, you're the top!

And More!!:

You’re a Ritz hot toddy

You're a Brewster body

You're the boats that glide on the sleepy Zuider Zee

You're a Nathan Panning

You're Bishop Manning

You're broccoli

You're a prize

You're a night at Coney

You're the eyes of Irene Bordoni

You're an Arrow collar

You're a Coolidge dollar

You're a baby grand of a lady and a gent

You're an Old Dutch master

You're Mrs. Astor

You're Pepsodent

You're romance

You're the steppes of Russia

You're the pants on a Roxy usher

You're a dance in Bali

You're a hot tamale

You're an angel, you’re simply too, too, too diveen

You're a Botticelli

You're Keats

You're Shelley

You're Ovaltine

You're a boon

You're the dam at Boulder

You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder

You're the Tower of Babel

You're the Whitney Stable

By the River Rhine, You're a sturdy stein of beer

You're a dress from Saks's

You're next year's taxes

You're stratosphere

Fall From The Stars Straight Into Your Arse

You dat oldz, brah? Yeah, I remember Simply Red, and this was a GREAT 1980s song (from 1991)… Mick Hucknall had a great voice.

Save a Wretch from Debasement

Soom T … an Indian girl grows up in Scotland? I dig it.

Adia

There’s a great scene in Beau Travail where the Legionnaires are in a Djibouti nightclub and Oliver N’Goma’s classic song Adia is playing … I did not know that this is a song that is traditionally played at weddings in Africa, but YouTube is filled with videos of them … I enjoyed watching this one:

Här Är Ingenting

Dina Ögon with Tomma lådor, I dig it:

To Chloris

Youn has a great touch… love the pacing.

Chloris was a Nymph associated with spring, flowers and new growth, believed to have dwelt in the Elysian Fields. Roman authors equated her with the goddess Flora, suggesting that the initial sound of her name may have got altered by Latin speakers (a popular etymology). Myths had it that she was abducted by (and later married) Zephyrus, the god of the west wind. She was also thought to have been responsible for the transformations of Adonis, Attis, Crocus, Hyacinthus and Narcissus into flowers.

S'il est vrai, Chloris, que tu m'aimes,
Mais j'entends, que tu m'aimes bien,
Je ne crois point que les rois mêmes
Aient un bonheur pareil au mien.
Que la mort serait importune
De venir changer ma fortune
A la félicité des cieux!
Tout ce qu'on dit de l'ambroisie
Ne touche point ma fantaisie
Au prix des grâces de tes yeux.

A Lover Unlike No Other

Great cover of an Everly Brothers’ song by Cyrille Aimée:

J.E. Sunde's Blind Curve

I really dig this song… if I got any of the lyrics wrong, let me know.

UPDATE: I emailed J.E. Sunde and he was kind enough to send some corrections. What a guy!

It's hard to feel unnoticed

When my work requires

That I find a stage in a dark room

To tell some strangers all my secrets

Cuz I feel a strange transcendence

When I get some words to rhyme

And I don't understand the purpose

But it makes my father smile

So I am betting on a blind curve

I'm betting on a blind curve

I'm betting on a blind curve

I can't see what's to come

I thought it'd be more certain

Than life has proved to be

But if love still runs the game

Then love is proof enough for me

To keep on calling all my friends

In the struggle and the doubt

You need not die to make it holy

We’ll just try to sing about it

Cuz we're betting on a blind curve

We’re betting on a blind curve

I'm betting on a blind curve

I can't see what's to come

I'm betting on a blind curve

I'm betting on a blind curve

I'm betting on a blind curve

I can't see what's to come

Bembeya Jazz National - Petit Sékou

How could you not dig this? I’m blown away…