franpatrFrançoise H. knew ’em all, and among her countless duet partners also was Patrick Dewaere, probably the most gifted French actor of his generation – see Blier’s Les Valseuses, Corneau’s Série Noire, or certainly Granier-Deferre’s Adieu Poulet. Still a legend today, though virtually unknown outside of France, Dewaere called it quits on July 16, 1982, after a phone call from his wife Elsa who had run away to Guadeloupe with his best friend Coluche; the tragi-cynical dénouement being that Dewaere shot himself with a calibre .22 rifle that he had received as a gift from Coluche not long before. When Hardy heard of his suicide, she doubtless recalled the moment when she had seen Dewaere – a nobody then – perform a decade ago at the famous Café de la Gare, where she had also asked him if he had a song for her. In 1971, they recorded T’es pas poli (You’re Not Polite). It’s not a very good song, but a charming one, and among all those interchangeable daughter-in-law schlager ditties in Hardy’s œuvre a different, peculiarly private and precious moment.

Françoise Hardy/ Patrick Dewaere – T’es pas poli

Raphaël – Chanson pour Patrick Dewaere

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  1. marksl

    What is remarkable about this song is the high octave in which Françoise sings. It is an octave higher than she used in her many 1960s song, and shows how she had developed her voice in the 1970s after she ceased concert tours. Nor does Françoise seem to have repeated this style of singing in later recordings in the 70s and 80s.