O mon dieu elles sont de retou-urrr…

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[6.27]

Dave Moore: Another bad sign for Nina Sky: they sound much better singing a generic chorus hook on a twinkling fake-guitar-spiked electro tune whose best verses are in French.
[7]

Ian Mathers: Other than some desultory French verses, this may as well be a Nina Sky song. And I’m perfectly okay with that.
[7]

Erika Villani: You know how sometimes you go out dancing, and when you get to the club you discover it’s ’80s Night, and you have a few shots, and you dance to some ’80s dance-pop divas whose songs you sort of recognize but whose names you never knew, and you have a few more shots, and you dance to a few more songs, and after a while all those nameless, faceless, vaguely retro dance hits all start to sound the same? That is exactly what this song is like.
[4]

Martin Kavka: Algerian-French singer goes to NYC, hooks up with Puerto Rican twins, records fabulous immigrants-make-it-in-the-big-city-by-having-sex anthem. This isn’t quite your standard immigrant story, is it? I imagine that Anzia Yezierska (Bread Givers) would be spinning in her grave if she heard this. But maybe she’d be dancing.
[9]

Frank Kogan: French Internet sensation nods off during recording session; coupla Ninas try to coax her awake, fail. Melody’s pang goes to waste.
[5]

Alex Macpherson: Again, Nina Sky bring their vague yearning to bear on their global pop missions; and on “Celle Qu’il Te Faut”, they may well have found their French counterpart in Kenza Farah, who also manages to convey much more emotion than should be possible in her prettily thin tones. The song itself seems to want to demand slightly more from its performers, what with its strong melody and all, but they are admirably resolute in their abstracted drift.
[7]

David Raposa: Maybe it’s just the jingo in me, or I’m jonesin’ for some Nina Sky like nobody’s business. That said, the duo’s all-too-brief cameo (both in the video and in the actual tune) casts a large enough shadow to turn Kenza Farah into a supporting cast member in her own song. Granted, if Ms. Farah actually did more than just pleasantly coo some Francais while smiling pleasantly into the camera and being all innocuously pleasant, she’d probably stand out more. In her own song.
[6]

Joseph McCombs: Rhythmically picking up where Nelly Furtado left off a couple of years ago, this “Say It Right Pt. 2” sells the ladies short: nothing against mindless physical attraction, but “if you’re looking for a girl, I can be the one tonight” is hardly a sterling recommendation for either party. Lacking any parlez to my francais, I can’t guess whether they ever get more descriptive of their skill set as potential ones tonight – but vaguely pleasant though this is, there’s nothing here that makes me want to find out.
[4]

W.B. Swygart: So the lyrics are perhaps not entirely inspired, and the video direction is worryingly easy to imagine: “Right, you’re standing next to the wall. Now sway a bit. Excellent. OK, now you’re next to a different wall, but now it’s night-time, so do a bit of pointing.” But this is about ease, and this is about cool, and all involved know not to spoil that by trying too hard. When Kenza’s intonation of “la vie” loops and spirals off into the backing, fuzzing and fuzzing til it’s practically a keytar, it sounds absolutely right. They could be the one tonight, but they’re hardly gonna cry themselves to sleep if they ain’t.
[8]

Additional Scores

Briony Edwards: [6]
Martin Skidmore: [6]