Le R*ck est m*rt
{pour toujours}
  vendredi, juin 16, 2006
Guy Mercier   {13:59}
My good shows were in Chicago, Detroit, and Chapel Hill, for those keeping track. A great live band is usually U2 or Bruce Springsteen or some other shit I could care less about. When anyone's talked about an ultimate "religious" experience at a rock show over the past 30 years, it's in reference to bands like that. When people talk about "great energy" or an "intense live experience," it would always be talking about the Fugazi show, not the Pavement show. People go to church at a Clash show, not an Only Ones show. And I think this ties in a lot to that ramble above that you got me going on, about the specific vs. the transcendent. Things usually have to be balls-out rockin or brood teetering on the verge of collapse. It's quite possible that if you're not interested in creating cathartic moments for the audience, both you and your audience are fucked, to which I say, "Oh well." No one appreciates a professional anymore. Everyone's a mystic. Which is why I take drunk Jim over acid Jim-- the argument all roads eventually lead to. N'oublions pas, effectivement, le meilleur album de cette année
avec le digital leather
bien sûr

  mardi, juin 13, 2006
Guy Mercier   {23:44}
cheap trick ne mourra jamais!

I drove through there last week (we stopped and ate at the Steak 'n' Shake ...
ugh). There was a big sign saying "welcome to Rockford, home of Cheap Trick.
Buy the new

francoise massacre   {11:44}
Ligeti est mort.
C'est le moment de réécouter son Requiem.
Ca va refroidir l'atmosphère.
C'est comme si Brian Wilson mourrait en plein mois de janvier.

  dimanche, juin 11, 2006
ec   {21:09}
un programme du G*y

y*upi !

ec   {15:58}
ma femme me dit
"il faisait très peur avec son regard noir"
"moi, j'avoue, j'étais pas super rassurée"

et tout ça sans masque ni tronçonneuse
ben, dis-donc

ec   {15:47}

{ne rien trouver à dire : une excellente raison pour se taire ?}

la dernière fois que j'ai eu les larmes aux yeux en écoutant une chanson
ce n'est pas bien vieux
c'était en écoutant un vieillard atrabilaire et mal fagoté

ma douce a pleuré aussi
...sur une autre chanson

bon dimanche à vous


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