The Lovers 是來自英國鍚菲爾的一對法國愛侶，Fred de Fred和Marion Benoist。大概於2001年某個大白天，他們在公園的草地上打得火熱的時候，碰巧被路過的Jarvis Cocker看到，後者或許被他們旁若無人的表演慾和打情罵俏的誘人聲音所吸引，慫恿他們組成樂隊，並為他們於2006年推出的同名處女大碟編寫了三首樂曲，分別是La Degustation，Fred de Fred和Basque Country。
如果<The Lovers>因為有Jarvis的參予而使其帶著一點初吻的苦澀，那麼在<Pardon My French>這張全新專輯裏，這對熱戀的愛人似乎嘗試用捲動的舌頭和搖晃的身體來撫平這愛戀的傷痛。在兩位格林美得獎監製Gabe Rhodes和Joe Gracey的監製和混音下，配上The Lovers那帶著濃厚法國腔調的英語和節拍輕快鮮明的電子舞曲，<Pardon My French>把<十日譚>慾與愛的故事延續到第十一天: 你與她於Stag Party裏相遇，成為假正經的Friends，你們還結識了John (with the Magic Cockcrew) 這個有趣的傢伙。那天夜裏，這個剛認識的情人在熟睡的你耳畔似有還無地輕唱出Teach Me Love。正午的時候你在空無一人的睡房醒來，只能對自己笑說 “la vie qui vient la vie qui va，la vie la haut la vie la bas” (La Vie)。
With Jarvis Cocker, the lovers Fred de Fred and Marion Benoist became The Lovers; and with The Lovers, strangers will become lovers.
The Lovers’ reinterpretation of French Pop brings a resurgence of Gainsbourg and Birkin in the 70s, who must envy the young couple its love and lust. As NME said, the music of The Lovers “would make Serge Gainsbourg blush”.
The Lovers released their self-titled debut in 2006, with three Jarvis’s compositions, namely, La Degustation, Fred de Fred and Basque Country.<The Lovers>is the dialogue between Lady Chatterley and Oliver Mellors: with the playful Crik Crak, the quixotic Frog ‘n’ Snail, the debauched French Kiss and the tender Fleue Bleue, the sound of the Lovers is sometimes a blow to your ear, and sometimes a caress of your hair.
If with Jarvis<The Lovers>gives a bitter taste of the first kiss then in their new album <Pardon My French>the couple tries to ease the pain of love with their rolling tongues and shaking bodies. Produced and mixed respectively by the two Grammy Award-winning producers, Gabe Rhodes and Joe Gracey,<Pardon My French>carries on the Decameron to the eleventh day with The Lovers’ unique French accent and electronica: you saw her in the Stag Party, you and her then became Friends, met a funny guy named John (with the Magic Cockcrew). She whispered beside you that night, Teach Me Love, while you were in a slumber. You woke up in the afternoon, and what you could find is only a morning-after emptiness. Staring at the white ceiling you told yourself, “la vie qui vient la vie qui va, la vie la haut la vie la bas”. (La Vie)
Perhaps The Lovers are the Cupid with lingerie, if you are in love they will sublimate your affection into bodily exercise; if you are lonely they will drive you into a spasm, a single moment though, in the long dark night.