The stage is set, an adultery, a heartache, a successful apprenticeship in the Parisian neighborhood of debauchery: Pigalle. “Les petite femmes de Pigalle” was released in 1973, music by Jacques Datin, lyrics by Serge Lama, a heavily criticized song when he leaves through the blessed culs and the leagues of virtue.
In Serge Lama’s song, joyful like a circle of children, the character puts his hands everywhere, he’s like a toddler, he’s having a field day, the champagne is flowing, he frequents all the strip bars -tease de Pigalle, all the brothels from the Place Blanche to the Place de Clichy with names conducive to daydreaming: Eve de Paris, the New-Moon, the Aquarium and the Tahiti. Fantasy or realitySerge Lama unveiled himself at Jean Louis Foulquier on the radio and always with good humor.
It was in 1973 that “Les petite femmes de Pigalle” climbed the hit parade, a year of thwarted love: Serge Lama got into the slum, Michel Delpech divorced and Michel Sardou sang love sickness except one evening at Drucker’s at the TV where he takes over Serge Lama’s hit.
Consecration for Serge Lamaafter his friend Sardou, it is Lorin Maazel, American maestro director of the National Orchestra of France, of the Philharmonie of New York, Berlin and Munich who resumes one day of madness “Les petite femmes de Pigalle” with great support from oboe, clarinet, triangle, piccolo and bassoon.
Well, at France Bleu, we respect but we prefer the original version of Serge Lama.