I don’t speak French, but if I did I’m sure I’d enjoy Yelle even more than I do. Finally able to get a bootleg copy of “Pop Up,” released about a month ago in the francophone chanteuse’s homeland, I’d love to be able to offer up something that other blogs haven’t. Alas, Yelle has already been loved to death by many before me. But what fun would the blogosphere be if I couldn’t talk about stuff I remain excited about because some other music freak slapped it up first? Yelle is from Britanny, a Southern province separated by cuisine and culture from the French metropole. She waxes on everything from experiments with other girls to dildos to bastard boys. But it doesn’t really matter what she’s saying when her sweetly spit cadence pops so damn hard, right? I thought I might post a non-single, but it doesn’t really matter. The album, a blend of classic French Electropop sensibilities (see influences: Etienne Daho, Elli & Jacno, Alain Chamford, Taxi Girl and Lio) and TTC-style Party Rap, is exceptionally consistent. When it drops stateside, I’m sure everybody who hasn’t already fallen in love will be instantly smitten. This one’s called A Cause des Garçons.

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