VAN BEERS (Jan), the kiss
PRESLEY (Elvis), fever
La plus juste comparaison que lâon puisse faire de lâamour, câest celle de la fièvre
François de La ROCHEFOUCAULD - Maximes
Jan VAN BEERS - the kiss
La jeune femme, aux cheveux roux abondants, s'enroule autour de l'homme comme une pieuvre, et semble presque lui imposer un langoureux baiser. Dans cette image étonnante, il est possible de voir un écho à la préoccupation de la fin du XIXe siècle pour les relations entre les sexes : dans ce contexte, le mouvement symboliste a souvent présenté une vision de la domination féminine, allant à l'encontre des conventions sociales de l'époque.
Illustration musicale: Elvis PRESLEY - fever
Fever (« fièvre ») est une chanson d'amour standard de jazz - rythm and blues du Great American Songbook américain, des auteurs-composteurs Otis Blackwell (sous le pseudonyme John Davenport) et Eddie Cooley (en). Elle est enregistrée en version rhythm and blues par Little Willie John1 chez King Records en 1956, tube vendu à plus d'un million d'exemplaires. Le titre est régulièrement repris par des artistes divers, dans des versions plus ou moins célèbres.
Never know how much I love you
Never know how much I care
When you put your arms around me
I get a fever that's so hard to bear
You give me fever when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever in the morning
Fever all through the night.
Everybody's got the fever
That is something you all know
Fever isn't such a new thing
Fever started long ago
Sun lights up the daytime
Moon lights up the night
I light up when you call my name
And you know I'm gonna treat you right
You give me fever when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever in the morning
Fever all through the night
Romeo loved Juliet
Juliet she felt the same
When he put his arms around her
He said Julie, baby, you're my flame
Thou giv-est fever when we kisseth
Fever with the flaming youth
Fever I'm afire
Fever yea I burn for sooth
Captain Smith and Pocahantas
Had a very mad affair
When her daddy tried to kill him
She said daddy, o, don't you dare
He gives me fever with his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I'm his misses,
Oh daddy, won't you treat him right
Now you've listened to my story
Here's the point that I have made
Cats were born to give chicks fever
Be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade
They give you fever when you kiss them
Fever if you live and learn
Fever till you sizzle
What a lovely way to burn