6/28/2013
Between soundcheck and showtime
Between soundcheck and showtime, I took a nap. I slept really well and had a dream that you were on your way to the south of France, to surprise me, to see our gig. I spent all night trying to see your face in the crowd. Then I walked the three kilometers to my house with my two guitars, one strapped on my back, the other by the handle.
6/26/2013
Let's get it on
Paradoxes. They're so paradoxical some times. Such as coming from North America to live in a small country side village in deep deep France, only to speak more english there than I ever did in Montréal.
Am I really turning my back on the french language? I guess not. I've published several dozen rock tunes in french, some of which have reached public ears. Three novels. Short stories.
Why the switch? I don't really know. Maybe the second half of my life will work like this. French intimacy; anglo creativity. I dunno. Actually, I've got enough french novels piled up in there to keep 'em coming for quite a while. Only, no true serious publisher on the horizon.
Like a river. I mean, it seems almost easy, everytime I give english a little shove some kind of happy reward drops on my lap. Why not, eh? I'll have to get used not to insert spaces between words and punctuation. I'll have to start a toolbox all over again. I mean, I did write an english novel back in the days, but it was so badly crafted at the language level and I mastered literary level french so much better, it just seemed like a no-brainer. Also, back then, french speaking publishers were banging at my door. So, any fool would… They don't anymore. I guess I've earned a "difficult" reputation. Maybe just "cult", which is just as bad. I just really can't stand mediocrity. To me, if something sucks, you either chuck it or work at it. There's no point sitting there arguing. Action, action, action. Yeah. So I'm difficult. All I ask is that everyone do their work as best they can. Don't "I only work here" me. That's all.
So here goes. Let's get this started.
Let's get it on
Am I really turning my back on the french language? I guess not. I've published several dozen rock tunes in french, some of which have reached public ears. Three novels. Short stories.
Why the switch? I don't really know. Maybe the second half of my life will work like this. French intimacy; anglo creativity. I dunno. Actually, I've got enough french novels piled up in there to keep 'em coming for quite a while. Only, no true serious publisher on the horizon.
Like a river. I mean, it seems almost easy, everytime I give english a little shove some kind of happy reward drops on my lap. Why not, eh? I'll have to get used not to insert spaces between words and punctuation. I'll have to start a toolbox all over again. I mean, I did write an english novel back in the days, but it was so badly crafted at the language level and I mastered literary level french so much better, it just seemed like a no-brainer. Also, back then, french speaking publishers were banging at my door. So, any fool would… They don't anymore. I guess I've earned a "difficult" reputation. Maybe just "cult", which is just as bad. I just really can't stand mediocrity. To me, if something sucks, you either chuck it or work at it. There's no point sitting there arguing. Action, action, action. Yeah. So I'm difficult. All I ask is that everyone do their work as best they can. Don't "I only work here" me. That's all.
So here goes. Let's get this started.
Let's get it on
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