Sixty-Eight
B.B. Brunes · Blonde Comme Moi (Réédition) [2007]
Car devant deux défoncés les gens ne savent, savent pas s'arrêter
Je me réveille en sursaut et ne pourrai jamais, jamais oublier
Que par ici, les gens crevaient et par-dessus, les gens crachaient
Comme en sixty-hate, songs called rock'n'roll
Baby drives in the 68's, songs called rock and roll
Baby drives in the sixties.
C'est tellement mieux les yeux fermés
Mais quand te mettras-tu à jouer ?
Jouer, jouer à faire crier les mots qui fâchent, les mots démodés
Pourquoi, depuis soixante-dix-sept
De pauvres hommes traînent-ils dans la rue ?
Sex, latex and rock'n'roll : ne rentre pas trop tard non plus.
Comme en sixty-hate, songs called rock'n'roll
Baby drives in the 68's, songs called rock and roll
Baby drives in the sixties-hate's, suck it rock and roll
But you win, you win, you win, you win
They've stolen my beautiful, they've stolen my beautiful
They've stolen my beautiful to me
Comme en 68's, comme en sixty-hate.
Sixty-Eight
B.B. Brunes delivers a distinctively French pop sound on Sixty-Eight, a track featured on the 2007 reissue of Blonde Comme Moi. Known for blending indie sensibilities with catchy melodies, Brunes crafted a discography that often explores youthful themes and romantic narratives. This recording stands as part of a vibrant era in her catalogue, showcasing the polished production values that defined her early work. Alongside other notable tracks from the album, the song highlights her ability to merge emotional depth with accessible pop structures. The piece remains a representative example of her contribution to the genre, reflecting the artistic maturity found throughout the Blonde Comme Moi collection. Listeners appreciate the track for its melodic clarity and the unique vocal style that has become a signature of her musical identity.