Allez, je lance la série « rapid », sans e. Tous les jours trois lignes sur quelqu’un ou quelque chose. La première (déjà lue, si « rapid ») était sur Lynch, normal. Demain : sur Carrère. Des bises. Mais suivez un peu !
Rapid Lynch
Lynch n’est pas un cinéaste au-dessus des grands mais pour moi si. Il m’a appris les images en flirtant avec le vulgaire qu’il rehausse, en cela éminemment contemporain.
Christopher-Thomas the Saint
Christopher-Thomas the Saint I still believe in the ancient world This is my doom they say I have to work on it Does the ancient world still believe in me I bet you do I still believe there is no clue If I’m right or wrong Or alive in a tomb This desert is my... Lire la Suite →
I’m Living On The Edge (for a song to come)
I'm Living On The Edge (for a song to come) I'm living on the edge it's like surfing a ragnobody understand why I'm digging the darknessand everybody laugh like I'm tryingTo let them understand something unknownThat would break the pattern and leave us on a benchbut i am still alive and I count on my... Lire la Suite →
Where Are You In The Heat of Darkness (for a song to come)
Where Are You In The Heat of Darkness (for a song to come) What did you say when you said that it should be workingI was in my shoe box with nothing to be afraid ofAnd for now you blow out all my head in the skyOver the ceiling over the darkness of my sideI... Lire la Suite →
Pas de porte
Copenhague, pas de porte, 14 juin 19.
Bad Lynch (about a quote from the American director)
Bad Lynch... About a quote from David Lynch "You know, John, this country is in pretty bad shape when a human scum can walk across your lawn, and they put YOU in jail if you shoot'em." (see the link at the bottom of the page to David Lynch Interviews, edited by Richard A. Barney, 2009,... Lire la Suite →
Chrysta Bell She’s from San Antonio they say it’s in Texas Maybe it’s a desert it sounds like a long breath In a deep silencio with a Mexican thrill Since I never was there I know she’s from Texas A little girl she grows they say it’s a big town Everything is swallowed by the... Lire la Suite →
Chrysta Bell She’s from San Antonio they say it’s in Texas Maybe it’s a desert it sounds like a long breath In a deep silencio with a Mexican thrill Since I never was there I know she’s from Texas A little girl she grows they say it’s a big town Everything is swallowed by the... Lire la Suite →
LA MENTION VAUT L'USAGE / The lady doth protest too much, methinks. — O, but she’ll keep her word. (Hamlet) 