Lisa Pariente au Rex à Toulouse

With her colorful clothes, theatrical facial expressions, unfiltered attitude, height of 5'1" (one meter fifty-six), and sparkling joviality, Lisa Pariente has the look of the dependable, down-to-earth best friend. A real-deal girl next door who doesn't need to put on a persona to project immediate likability. Starting in December 2019, Lisa began making a name for herself by adapting Tones and I's current hit (Dance Monkey) into French, reaching over 4.9 million views to date. In March 2020, another strange epidemic spread across the web. Harmless, playful, and built up as a remedy against the gloom of the times. The parody video of her Corona Song shattered counters, racking up nearly 2.5 million views on YouTube. The twenty-three-year-old Parisian then got caught up in the game, posting in the same dynamic to the rhythm of lockdowns, lifting of restrictions, and re-lockdowns, and continuing to drop French adaptations of international tracks. The tracks circulated at high speed. One of them even appeared in an Instagram story by Angèle. The W9 TV channel spotted her and gave her a weekly segment every Saturday morning on L'hebdo de la musique, a show presented by Erika Moulet. Lisa Pariente was making a name for herself. Supported by producer and composer Moon Boy—who cooks up energetic, catchy, and bright productions for her—she runs on mood, speaks to her time, and captures the era. Generational songs in which she redefines the codes of romance. Vengeful breakup lyrics, contagious and cheeky pop, a unifying chorus in English, her "1,2,3" is a feel-good track with impertinent glee. Just like "Garce," her second single. There is a bit of Lily Allen in her snarky approach, a bit of Angèle in the concerns of youths her age, and a bit of Lizzo in her unapologetic self-assertion. No militant feminism or introspection, just sharpness and incisive freshness. She unpacks girls' secrets, their pettiness, flirting techniques (Tes textos), and outsized fantasies (Par hasard). Open-minded, full of self-deprecation and implacable lucidity, Lisa Pariente has no shortage of nerve.