Monday, October 25, 2010

Africian Spurred Tortise For Sale

But why do I complain? The hierarchy of arrival

My previous posts have been allowed to imply that I did not like public transport. What is wrong arch. It is a part of people who use them as I do not. Those who do not live. But I withdraw part: it's not better on the road and people are more cordial. Let me explain:

Saturday afternoon. I feel nostalgic and slightly guilty, I did not go see my grandmother for several months now at the center for the elderly where she is now''placed''. And I understand in the background not to be gone, that's not where I am more than happy to go on Earth, a room is too bright, sad, strung with the elderly, where only the sound of the TV and some coughing break the silence. But in brief, on Saturday afternoon I decided, I'm going.

My friend lent me his car, and hop their way to St-Césaire. I leave the parking lot, look left, right, then left again (the lesson my parents taught me child had its effect it seems ...). As I begin to move, a cyclist, Bixi we must say, without a helmet, with grocery bags hanging on the wheel, the pants almost caught in the derailleur, spinning in the wind, rises before me. Of course, reflex, I press the brake and it goes to 5 inches from the front of the car. Why, oh why, cyclists Bixi unconscious, roll up for cons-direction, while the other side of the street is a beautiful bike trail specially designed for you? In short, once again left, right, left, and I go out.

and follows a series of misadventures. I drive slowly on René-Lévesque, direction of the Ville-Marie and I hum an old rock song. I stop at a red light. A white Civic moves to my left,''music''in the carpet. A young, hat on sideways and pants below the buttocks (I guess because it is not visible in a car, but it's obvious) is driving. The left lane is for left turns, is well known. So I do expect that any idiot, once the light turned green, put the throttle and beyond me to go stand in front of me. Result: semi-heart attack on my part. I always ride, handing me my emotions slowly. Champlain Bridge appears in my field of vision. The cars drive fast. Suddenly, the cars stop. I put on the brakes, hoping that the car stops in time, because accidents was not in my agenda for the day. Luck is on my side, the car stopped and no cars behind me I do not fit inside. Traffic jam.


Just my luck. Fortunately, it is neither too hot nor too cold, it's the only positive. So I expect to move forward at a reasonable speed for a long time ... .... gears, gas, brake, gears, gas, brake .... and the radio host that I fall more and more about nerves ... and gears, gas, brake .... An hour and a bit later, the bridge is crossed, I managed to contain my frustration, however, a small vein throbbing at the corner of my eye. That should happen. I roll over a dozen minutes, and, again, cap. No!?! But what have I done wrong to deserve such suffering? Of course not, but I am entitled to ask me anyway! I will cut my story in advance-advance-stop-stop, question not to revive this hard time again.

Twenty minutes later, I resumed my cruise and I said, my output should not be far! Sighted as I am, before I left, I printed a nice little map with Google Map. The only problem is that I've forgotten. Yep, I'm sometimes in the clouds. Rather than dwell on the shoulder, to roll into a ball and cry, I concentrate and try to remember the exit number. I still view this map! The figures run, 86? No ... lower ... 68? Hmm, maybe. I recall that the technology finally exists and I call home to let me dictate the path. Of course my boyfriend does not care about my mouth and once he finished laughing, tells me the way, I note in my hand. (No danger that I forget or I lose my hand somewhere!)

Finally I arrive at my residence and parking. I spent some time with my grandmother, gives my coat and fate. I look at the car, discouraged. Hopefully the return path will go better ...

Let's get a little advice to those who can not drive, be it a bicycle, a car or a flying saucer: stay home! Life is too hard drive! And I'll give at the same time: thus do the same!

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

How To Change Tilt On Lacrosse Helmet

The inimitable Lynda Lemay

Having sold four million albums in the Francophonie, Lynda Lemay has released his thirteenth album, INJURED in fifteen-year career. Generous and spontaneous, Lynda Lemay answers some naive questions arising during the listening of his new songs.


Your songs are like no other. 18 tracks on this album , and not a single tune! Which end do you take a song at the time of writing it? The lyrics first? The music, the title, one image?

Lemar - It's different for each song. If I'm on the plane, which is often the case these days (my moments of solitude are rare, while on the plane, I would go into my bubble to be created), these are the words that come first because I do not have my guitar. But I write anyway always a rhythm in my head, so despite the lack of instrument, the rhythmic part of the song is accurate at the same time as writing the text. And inspiration, I do not force it, there is overflow of emotions, or not. And I do not plan to write about a particular topic, I let myself be surprised by the stories come to me. Sometimes, I am reminded of a piece of conversation I had with a spectator after one of my concerts, and wham, the emotion rises and the song was born. Sometimes it's something more personal that would concern me for a while.

" Wounded and ready to take him under his wing all the other wounded as she " do you sing in Wounded . Your theme is the everyday, through the prism female. Like a Renaud that millions of young French people have seen as an ideal big brother, would you be to your audience's neck sine q uébécoise, the one with whom one likes to reassure or well see themselves in her songs? Are you aware that this proximity you able to create with the public?

- Yes, I am conscious and increasingly, as the touching confidence that I get from my audiences are becoming more numerous. I get even, from time to time, shocking secrets that seem to be said for the first time and it is me who decides to offer these revelations. It's quite disturbing to feel that strength of songs that make fall and break taboos certain silences, he created a real bond between the woman I am and people who listen to me, a real relationship confidence. People must feel that my love for them is true, they detect, I guess, honesty in my lyrics.

You have the art of telling stories, putting a paw s very personal that give them an undeniable originality. Your songs "serious" in the end seem very fatalistic. In Standing on dandelion ts , great little scenario, you say: " In my little brain / I'm already all infidel / It f'sait long as I had not felt so good / J'm'entends tell you: "Sorry, there are children who call me." "... This "sorry" will ring there as an inability to reverse the tide?

- Of course, in this story, we feel a great tear in the woman who loves a man who is not one who shares his life, a man she loves knowing that this love, if lived openly, extinct (in fact, is his fear), yet a man who (we learn at the end of the song) has given him a child, which she has expressed to anyone! What dark secret! She is a woman who lives a lie, which has obviously made a lot of bad choices, but loves his children so much to accept to live trapped in a life where she can never fully develop, finally, is what she thinks. This song might be a happier future (when she understood that when she found the courage to live in truth and transparency, it could possibly be a better mother again)! Everything is possible in life!

"A happier future," another song, which would result ... The script lent itself. Have you ever thought to follow up some of your songs, which is low in variety, but often at the cinema. A sequel to green shoes for example.

- Yes, it happened to me to want to make a sequel to a story I had written. In fact, it was not exactly a sequel, but the same story for a different angle. It was on my album MY SIGNATURE with these two versions of Marguerite. After writing the first, Margaret Your name, I wanted to go further and it was there that I'm Marguerite. But it's a good idea to repeat the experiment, providing further some of my stories already written ... We'll see if I can!


Female homosexuality was a topic that you had not previously explored. I met with Mary (which reminds the Girls alone , title song of your repertoire), you evoke the later discovery by a woman of forty years. Far from the militant songs, even demagogic that exist on this subject, yours recalls the difficulty of " spit mo rceau . When you approach a subject like one, you replay the songs gr andes directory to see what was for example the angle adopted? (Here one thinks of As they say Aznavour, but also Lomer Richard Desjardins Monocle and stiff collar Juliet, Between her and me of Valentines. ..)

- Ah! I confess that apart As they say, I do not know the songs mentioned above (I'll hasten to go buy it right after this interview, it intrigues me)! So as you can see, no, when I write, I rarely inspires songs already written. I'd be too afraid to repeat what I have heard that I liked and hit. The fact of not knowing too many songs helps me to think that I approach a theme that had not been approached in this way and this idea is very inspiring! So I prefer to know before after that maybe I was wrong! I met Mary was written very spontaneously, remembering all those women who had given me pointed out that I did not speak of it in my songs. It only took one day off to Vancouver for the words come.

The humor is one of your trademarks. In Blackberries, you mention " tastes weird pregnant women - and one thinks forcémen t Knocked Renaud. Then you come back with Twin , on a more Solenn el, a theme which, to my knowledge, had never been raised in song: the twins. How this song, where you push too far your sense of observation, was she born?

- Once again, thanks to two daughters of the public (twins) who came to see me after a concert at me noting that I had never written about it (several ideas for songs me this CD come from the public and that is why I call this album "Album of the public"). What really inspired me, however, when writing the song, is my relationship with my younger sister Diane. We have an extraordinary complicity which must be able to recall what possible link between twin-twin or soulmate. This, I would say, "fusion". One can not imagine living without each other. If Diane was not there, I really feel lost much of myself. We live by proxy the joys and sorrows of each other, sometimes more intensely than the other. It even becomes hard to live for our spouses, to feel no complicity in love can not compete with a blood relationship and love as hard. Is all that I expressed in Twin .


" J'sors my son's cue / J'tends the mantle J'lui situates ch'veux / Pis hear the school bus " do you sing in It was worth millions and millions of mothers to navigate. You have the art of image sketched in three or four verses which gives a stamp to your songs very wooded, very "brèlien. Which songwriters do you admire most ?

- One of my big heart strokes of the hour: Alexandre Poulin, a young singer-songwriter Quebec. His second album coming out soon! When he will be on the market, I suggest you run out and buy and listen, in particular, the song writer . It is simply magnificent. Otherwise, several great authors inspired me. Of course, Brel is one of them! Also Aznavour, Serge Lama ... The wonderful authors who have written for Reggiani and Renaud also (see, all French except for Alexander!?). But surely you know that one of the first authors who guided me in my writing when I was at the very early twenties, Francis Lalanne, which I discovered a few songs by a songwriter Quebec appointed Alain Quessy. Overnight, my writing has changed. I realized we could get a lot of freedom in the writing of songs. He taught me to use words surprising that those not accustomed to hear in song. He also taught me to adopt a language close to people, poetry accessible built with words every day, which directly affects the heart.

With I love you more, you demonstrate that all issues can be addressed when we know his choice of words here to treat a subject a priori unsingable: disease, and the fear it arouses, the love she e strengthens. Test yourself to close your songs as did Georges Brassens with some friends, or do you decide alone and lonely fate of your songs?

- Yes, I have my first audience, my family, who guides me in my choice of songs. I trust my parents, my sisters, my best friends too (including my editor Gerard Davoust) because they rarely make mistakes! But as the first plays are often on the phone, sometimes I have to give the songs a second chance, because the sound is not always at its best and it can influence the opinion of the listener! For example, when I sang I love you mom again, she did not really understand, so did not really like. And I was disappointed because it's one of my favorites on INJURED , but after hearing it "live", my mother finally loved. However, it is true that this song can be interpreted in various ways and several have asked me what it really meant in my head. It can be confusing. Some think the woman cheats on her husband's story, others that it not mistaken in thinking she is still in love with his ex. Some do not understand that, indeed, in the end, it passes away without having had time to review the man she loved "to death".

Farce ear, which could have been included without a blush on the famous 33 towers bawdy songs or libertine Colette Renard, succeeds A mother might have sung Berthe Silva ... With this sequence, you demonstrate once again be the singer of the large gap. In general, what makes you laugh? What are your favorite comedians?

- I laugh easily. If there is anything funny, then I laugh because it feels strange that there's anything funny. I laugh even when it is not the time. So when I did not really want to laugh, well, I am concerned and I know it's time for me to correct the situation, I change something in my life. I am very sensitive and if the laughter is there to dramatize what is not always rosy, I lose my balance. It's the same thing in my shows. It's all in color or very "black and white," as the cover and the booklet INJURED. The person who makes me laugh the most is Diana, my almost twin! If it were not for his hilarious way of seeing the world and talk about how his or hilarious to make fun of herself or what she sees in the people around her or on TV I never developed a sense of humor which I show on stage! When we were small, she was the comic and I the spectator. When I write a funny song, I imagine she is telling me describe a situation! I put myself in his skin and I get funny ... She is my idol! Otherwise, I like several Quebec comedians like Martin Matte (one of our best!) and Louis-José Houde. And among actors, I always crack the humor of Jack Black. And on the Internet (and show), I am a fan since his debut by Jon Lajoie!

What is striking about your songs is the quality, say the same style of interpretation, even in your speech, remarkable. Vo us sing to the old, like Trenet, Greco, and Yves Montand Vaucaire Cora, songs that reflect our times. These great old Music Hall are they part of the singers that you listen to?

- I can not say that I time to listen to a lot of music ... So, no, they are not part of what I listen to (currently, in my car where I listen to some music, I have four CD : Alexandre Poulin, Nicola Ciccone, Iron Maiden - the new album - Sum 41 ...). In terms of my pronunciation, it probably comes from singers I listened to when I was little: Aznavour, Johnny, Lama, Dassin, Sardou ...

& B. L. Lemay Vignol on the plateau of La Chance aux Chansons, in 1999.

Apart Alexandre Poulin Quebec singers what advice would you give priority to discover?

- Bernard Adamus (for originality) and Nicola Ciccone (particularly for his song The immigrant's last album).

How you sign up in the "battle" of your great seniors, Félix Leclerc, Gilles Vigneaut, Robert Charlebois, for an independent Quebec? Any song in your repertoire not pronounce clearly on this subject. Is it still a hot topic today in Quebec?

- I know a little politics. So I do not want to give my opinion song (I 'm too uninformed) about the fate of Quebec in Canada (or outside of Canada). Yes, this theme is still valid, but say that for several years, the wind of change is blowing definitely not strong enough to convince Quebec to anyone for anything ... From my side, I expect to "know what I mean" before venturing into such a delicate subject for writing. All I can say is that I am very proud to be a Quebecer and you can hear in my song Blue!

In my country there is a spring more beautiful than any other
In my country, strings in the wind, there is plenty of children who skip

Y winters longer than the summers are green

In my country, the summers die in the mountains of colors [...] In my
countries, there is a flag that does not stop blooming

It is so blue, it is so beautiful that no one can make us blush [...]
In my country we speak French with beads anglicisms

In my country, yes, English swept us with delight

You appeared in France in 1996-97, preceded by a flood of praise from the media in Paris, the same people who once you successfully installed and your Victory Music (female singer of the year in 2003), you have seemed disdain. This thirteenth album, which ranked 3rd in the Top sales at its output, is accompanied by very good reviews, Olivier House in Marianne, Sophie Delassein in Le Nouvel Observateur , Veronica Mortaigne in The World ... What do you think that this press is, say intellectual, flatters your work again?

- Of course, what is said of my albums or my shows in the media do not leave me indifferent, I'm always happy when I feel that my songs are appreciated by those who criticize my albums. To be quite frank, I had not felt in France, there had been criticism of how hurtful my albums after 2003. No doubt the people who worked with me in no hurry to tell me about these articles or reviews that! I'd say it's mostly in Quebec that I could feel (the part of some journalists only) a certain disdain, some willingness to convince as many people "do not love me "(Lol)! But I really do not see in what I read or hear about them, "constructive criticism" that could influence me to do things differently. I always do my best to deliver real emotion in my songs, but I do not calculate anything, I'm still working in the spontaneity, but also in attention to detail, the right image, the one key. When my own songs make me vibrate, I tell myself that people who like my writing style will be affected in the same way I am ...

Barbara ( My greatest love story ), but Renaud ( Small ), Diane Dufresne ( Thank ), etc., have dedicated a song to their audience. You conclude INJURED with Between Heaven specially addressed your fans, where you talk about these incredible signings that you give them after each concert, and can last for hours ...

- Yes, I eat a lot of those moments often too short, but intense emotion, as are the moments I share with people in the audience after the shows. Briefly, one can say a lot. Often, even not need words and we told each other everything. I'm lucky to have an audience as generous and loving. I am a privileged artist, a woman filled!

(maintenance Baptist Vignol)

Acne Cyst Leave Alone

Retirement? It's cooked-cooked.


" Retirement / In my head / It 's far as / Tahiti by ferry . In Retirement , which is on his third album, NUL IF NOT DISCOVERED (2009), Gérald Genty summarizes what the French have never doubted born under Pompidou et seq. : The current welfare system Social established after the Second World War - when life expectancy was sixty-five years - is threadbare.
Consider that in 1833, proof that the problem did not start yesterday, Balzac wrote in The country doctor: "There approached [Paris] to get, not the thousand francs pension promised [...] but the simple pension to which he was entitled after twenty-two years of service . Twenty-two annuities, when we lived on average until the age of forty years ... Two centuries later, our life expectancy has doubled, and naturally with the number of years of contributions to his pension.
The question of entitlement to retirement, we can not imagine inspire crooners (" more we advance in life, the more we realize that only love and death that have . The same axis of a human life is to love and know to die. I do not write songs about politics or climate change! Jean-Louis Murat in Mountain , 29/09/2010), enlists the good people of France since the government decided to reduce the minimum age of retirement sixty to sixty-two years, and the Senate, after an unprecedented since the beginning of the protest against the reform, must consider this week the bill already passed by the National Assembly.
Blockade, operations snail, parades popular ... Millions of workers joined by students and students fighting today the streets, backed by 71% of French people (poll published Oct. 18), punctuating the air If you only knew " Sarkozy, if you knew your réformeuh, your réformeuh, Sarkozy, if you knew where your reform s'la places ..." What annoyed a president proud as a peacock boasted in July 2008: " Now, when there is a strike in France, nobody notices "
... One of the first singers 'concerned' in s be considered the subject of pensions was Léo Ferré, 1964: "All these 's POV we see people hanging out / At the tail of the allowance / With their hands s'rembourser / The eng'lur's of the bad ' season / As raptor's beak would have more / Lions who made s'seraient fags / Without crinièr ' salaams without / with a piece of griff 'for signing (Retired ). Overwhelmed? January 65, Ferrat earned his freedom by offering a 25 cm Mountain would become his biggest hit, " Their lives, they are cops or officials / what to expect without knowing / That Time Retirement sounds "... The beginnings of a sparse index of songs, but unfinished, including retirement (1990) and Allain Leprest Romantics, The Dollhouse (2002) Doc Gyneco, Mr Rene (2003) Bénabar, Retirees (2003) Thierry Stremler, Young retired (2009) Féfé
... However, if the French show, is it really against this reform? They know, they say, it must review the system and recognize the leaders not to pursue the policy of the ostrich, but they require vaguely that it "is done differently" ... So, the sling would it ultimately not simply anti-Sarkozyist, Epiderma less reasoned? The conflict in this case pensions are an expression of anger against injustice, a nausea against the quartering growing between rich and poor, who do not seem moved hawks from the UMP.
" Retirement / In my head / It's like l'art Abstract / It's complicated" ( Retirement ) commented Gérald Genty which concluded without complaining, " Retirement / I understood / It cooked, cooked. "
No need to be a rare bird to enter the real reason for conflict.

Baptist Vignol

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Is It Common To Have Eczema On Ankles?



Monday morning, 7:30, metro Berri-UQAM. Like every Monday morning, people seem a bad mood, angry and grumpy. Me too. I descended to the waiting area of the orange line, direction Cote-Vertu. As one might expect, the metro has just slip under the nose and the crowd breaks freshly landed from car to me with blinding speed. I swim in the opposite direction, trying to find the best path to take to reach my destination without too many bruises, scratches and all my limbs. It is well known that each person is always more pressing than its neighbor. That's why the rush, there a. Two minutes later, everything goes well, I'm still standing, made at the quayside, a little breathless, but certainly still alive.


The only notable advantage of missing the subway is to be then the first person who can be penetrate and maybe, if luck is on our side, finding a seat and keeps us from being stuck standing between the door and a man who has forgotten all the happiness that could get a good hot shower. In short, I stand outside the pretty little lines that the STM has been kind enough to paint on soil, many arrows in support, explaining to people say less gifted''''if they are outside the door, people inside the car can not get out.


It should be noted that these charming photo of particulars has been added to facilitate understanding of the subject and thus enable people''logic''of less well recognized. So, as mentioned above, I am out of line and wait as the doors open. As expected, a lady pinch is placed directly in the center line, directly opposite the doors, right where it should not. That's when the doors open and I tell myself, in thinking (hoping to have enough control to avoid the say it aloud):''I was there before Madame! I deserve a seat for you!''Obviously, when people start coming out, it stays in place, like a rock in the middle of a storm. Nothing will make her move, she believes in the right, in its place in the universe, finally, it is better for everyone!

As citizens were met with her on leaving, emptying the subway is slower. People like me who waited on the side began to push to enter, tamp those trying somehow to get out and beyond me. The little lady pinch leads platoon and pride myself on the only empty seat left in the car. When I finally entered my turn, I find myself stuck between a student who needs to drag the rocks in his bag and takes a wicked pleasure in kicking me, an old man blowing his nose into a handkerchief constantly (you read correctly, a handkerchief!), and the door. My eyes glued on that door, I see suspicious fingerprints.

I should perhaps be more aggressive tomorrow ...

How To Change Weave Styles Like Myammee

is the song that was.


Gérard Berliner died. In a heart attack. Berliner was Louise course (# 1 top in August 1982), but also lovers of Oradour , Thief moms, Need accordion or The same ! On improbable and stunning songs. An amazing character, interprets the ancient theater, lived enough for Charles Aznavour the place. Also a mouth, a man's voice, which could be porcelain. If it had been (hard to use more-than-perfect) design a show, a "tower of song" he surely would have corrected, in tribute to Jacques Brel, whose songs are pitfalls that have trapped more than one (let us remember the misguided Bruel or bellowing Pagny Amsterdam ...), Berliner was the ideal figure. It was the age of these challenges ... 54.
When asked what were his ten favorite songs, this madman Hugo (My alter his play Hugo was appointed in 2006 to Molière, "Best musical") responded tit for tat in singing long passages as if he was on stage there, in the middle of his living room:
1. Les Vieux Jacques Brel lovers! 2. J'me already saw Charles Aznavour ... 3. Over time Leo Ferré. And Nantes (Barbara), Frenchy Baby blues (Souchon) Knocked (Renaud), of soul and body (Nougaro) Born in 17 (Jean-Jacques Goldman) Happiness is always tomorrow (Pierre Perret) and Time remaining Serge Reggiani.
That's heavy. That was, Berliner. A man on edge, glowing with the words, grown impatient. A unique trajectory. There was also this story on which he logs, because it close to his heart on his gangster brother, Bruno, a prominent member of the Gang of hairpieces. The aura he delivered to his publisher? Remember
hear it like that, on the fly, Time remaining Reggiani. He believed in it.

How long ...
How long
,
Years, days, hours, how many?

When I think about it, my heart beats so strong ...
my country that's life.

How long ...

How?


Baptist Vignol

Monday, October 4, 2010

How To Sanitize Office Equipment

concert June 6, 2010

A Photo of George ALOY during the concert "Violin & Organ" given to the church of Saint Andrew the Netherlands in the afternoon of June 6, 2010.






Saturday, October 2, 2010

I Need A Fun Invitation

Small


Soon a new system only dedicated exclusively to francophone music, I invite golds and already the artist to get to know or get in touch with me with whom I work for 30 years ... déjàs Send your CDs to Didier Ouvrard BP 47 85292 St Laurent sur Sevre Cedex or by the link Myspace http://www.myspace.com/didierouvrard
I count on you, you can count on me
Didier

Friday, October 1, 2010

Mouthwash Peroxide Cancer

It is not so hot! The bus stop

I could tell you about a mishap occurred yesterday and that meant a race to catch the bus, a small fly and my bruised eye. But I prefer to give my opinion on a topic, or almost, or air conditioning in the subways and buses.

A politician, which shall remain nameless, wants to cool their subway cars. Is what I'm wrong or Montreal is a city located in the heart of the Sahara? We are in Quebec. People complain chialent winter and when it gets too hot. It does however not so hot for a long time. What good is spending huge sums to cool the transit in which we are about seated 10 minutes? And you, yes, you who wears two jackets, a scarf, gloves, snowmobile suit and a set of astronauts over, what is your problem? Removes a few layers and you will see it is not as hot as it looks! Some say it is hotter because there are many people in the subway. Perhaps, but if nobody takes it, what good is it? Lucky for you that you do not live in Japan! There, you would have anything to complain!


We could require individual air-conditioned small car and conducted by robots from the future in our underground tunnels. We'd be so good. And I think we could also put Montreal in a world conditioned too! Think of the people who must walk under the scorching heat of the sun to get to the subway!

As for buses, is anybody supposed to really see the benefit of air conditioning? Open the windows, that's all! But no, I swear it's not complicated, there are probably even written instructions near the windows for people who are not well developed on a rational level. Some possible solutions for the less resourceful:
1) Avoid rush hours if possible, there will be fewer people in transport;
2) Move closer to your job if it is not in the jungle;
3) Try walking, walking does not kill you.

So now, follow these simple rules and my travels will go much better!