phil collins,my god!

d'accords punchy sur le public. Easy Lover a été une très bonne surprise. Amy Keys aux côtés de Arnold Mc Culler et Phil Collins pour un jeu de scène hilarant et très “hot". Daryl Stuermer nous éblouit une fois de plus avec un solo de guitare magnifique, faisant trembler la masse de spectateurs, ébahis

Easy lover
She'll get a hold on you believe it
Like no other
Before you know it you'll be on your knees
She's an easy lover
She'll take your heart but you won't feel it
She's like no other
And I'm just trying to make you see


She's the kind of girl you dream of
Dream of keeping hold of
You'd better forget it
You'll never get it
She will play around and leave you
Leave you and deceive you
Better forget it
Oh you'll regret it


No you'll never change her, so leave it, leave it
Get out quick cos seeing is believing
It's the only way
You'll ever know


Easy lover
She'll get a hold on you believe it
Like no other
Before you know it you'll be on your knees
She's an easy lover
She'll take your heart but you won't feel it
She's like no other
And I'm just trying to make you see


You're the one that wants to hold her
Hold her and control her
You'd better forget it
You'll never get it
For she'll say there's no other
Till she finds another
Better forget it
Oh you'll regret it


And don't try to change her, just leave it, leave it
You're not the only one, ooh seeing is believing
It's the only way
You'll ever know, oh


No don't try to change her, just leave it, leave it
You're not the only one, ooh seeing is believing
It's the only way
You'll ever know, oh


She's an easy lover (she's a easy lover)
She'll get a hold on you believe it (get a hold on you)
(She's) like no other
Before you know it you'll be on your knees (you'll be down on your knees)
She's an easy lover
She'll take your heart but you won't feel it (you won't feel it)
She's like no other
And I'm just trying to make you see (trying to make you see)

Le maximum est atteint avec un "Sussudio" d'anthologie. L'écran méga-géant se transforme en fontaine de lumière tandis que des serpentins pleuvent sur la scène. Et pendant que les cuivres transpercent allègrement le mur du son, Phil Collins descend de la scène et, s'approchant du public. Son fils, resté regarder papa derrière la scène, le rejoint à ce moment là.

Phil Collins adresse un grand salut au public et disparaît de la scène, suivi de ses musiciens, choristes et cuivres le Zénith n'est plus qu'un immense hurlement. Vraiment, ça crie de toutes parts comme je n'ai encore jamais entendu crier.

There's a girl that's been on my mind
All the time, Sussudio oh oh
Now she don't even know my name
But I think she likes me just the same
Sussudio

Oh if she called me I'd be there
I'd come running anywhere
She's all I need, all my life
I feel so good if I just say the word

Sussudio, just say the word
Oh...Sussudio

Now I know that I'm too young
My love has just begun
Sussudio oh oh
Ooh give me a chance, give me a sign
I'll show her anytime
Sussudio oh oh

Ah, I've just got to have her, have her now
I've got to get closer but I don't know how
She makes me nervous and makes me scared
But I feel so good if I just say the word

Sussudio just say the word
Oh Sussudio...oh

Ah, she's all I need all of my life
I feel so good if I just say the word

Sussudio I just say the word
Oh Sussudio I just say the word
Oh Sussudio I'll say the word
Sussudio oh oh oh
Just say the word

Le "It's Not Too Late" que Phil chante est magnifique. Phil Collins se tient au centre de la scène entouré de près de tous ses choristes.

Gently rolling Father time
Is calling to him now,
And though he hears him
He looks out to sea.
Somewhere out there lie his dreams
A story with no ending
And till he finds his answers
He won't be going nowhere

For him, it's not too late
It's not too late
For some it's never too late

Quietly knocking on her door.
He patiently stands waiting,
And though she hears him
She sits steadfast in her chair.
Somewhere out there never seen
Her hopes and dreams lie waiting,
And till she finds an answer
She won't be going nowhere

For her, it's not too late
It's not too late
For some it's never too late

For everything we know that's certain
There is much we cannot see,
So we choose to close the curtain,
Never knowing what could have been

It's not too late, it's not too late, never too late

Slowly rocking the baby's bed
He strokes it's head and whispers
And though it hears him,
It keeps smiling and kicks it's feet
Somewhere out there is a life,
A lifetime made for living
So it holds on fast, it ain't going nowhere

For some it's not too late,
It's not too late
For some it's never too late
For some it's not too late
It's not too late
For some its never too late

Et pour finir là où tout avait commencé,juste avant le traditionel "take me home", après s'etre fait désirer par un rappel qui semblait durer une étérnité (de bonheur),
Phil Collins, Chester Thompson et Luis Conte sont à leurs instruments pour un infernal triple solo de percussions/batteries que Phil Collins finira en échangeant sa batterie contre un assortiment de percussions.

Notre Phil entame "Take Me Home". Tout le monde sait que ce sera là, forcément, la dernière chanson du concert. Alors le public l'accompagne de plus belle et donne tout ce qu'il peut encore de sa voix. On pourrait dire qu’on l’a réclamée ! Une très longue et totalement inédite introduction en percussions cède la place à Take Me Home, un pur bonheur pour les oreilles. Chester Thompson cogne sa batterie comme on engrènerait avec désespoir les ultimes instants d'une rencontre à conserver à tout jamais en soi. Comme à l’accoutumée, le public participe énormément, surtout sur la fin, où Phil repousse nos limites sur des sonorités impossibles à reproduire par écrit. En essayant tout de même, ça donnerait une sorte de “take me ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-…-ho” puis une brutale interruption pour reprendre sur “ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-…-ho-hooome". Une pure crise de rire et un Phil aux anges, qui peut enfin dire adieu au public français, en français, après nous avoir remercié pour notre fidélité pendant ces trente années. C’est donc sur un “Bye Lovers” que je l’ai vu repartir derrière la scène, seul car ayant fait partir sa bande au fur et à mesure de Take Me Home.

Phil Collins présente un(e) à un(e) tous ses choristes et musiciens. Resté finalement seul sur scène, il la quitte lentement en disant dans un dernier salut "Got to go home".

Take that look of worry
I'm an ordinary man
They don't tell me nothing
So I find out what I can
There's a fire that's been burning
Right outside my door
I can't see but I feel it
And it helps to keep me warm

So I, I don't mind
No I, I don't mind

Seems so long I've been waiting
Still don't know what for
There's no point escaping
I don't worry anymore
I can't come out to find you
I don't like to go outside
They can't turn off my feelings
Like they're turning off a light

But I, I don't mind
No I, I don't mind
Oh I, I don't mind
No I, I don't mind

So take, take me home
Cos I don't remember
Take, take me home
Cos I don't remember
Take, take me home
Cos I don't remember
Take, take me home, oh lord

Cos I've been a prisoner all my life
And I can say to you

Take that look of worry, mine's an ordinary life
Working when it's daylight
And sleeping when it's night
I've got no far horizons
I don't wish upon a star
They don't think that I listen
Oh but I know who they are

And I, I don't mind
No I, I don't mind
Oh I, I don't mind
No I, I don't mind

So take, take me home
Cos I don't remember
Take, take me home
Cos I don't remember
Take, take me home
Cos I don't remember
Take, take me home, oh lord

Well I've been a prisoner all my life
And I can say to you
But I don't remember
Take, take me home...