Showing posts with label Paris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Paris. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

It's the same as this time last year, Angie...

Someone sent me a video of a song from concert I did in Paris at the wonderful l'Ogre A Plumes, a charming and charismatic downstairs-venue run by actors in the 9e that I am not sure is there anymore.

I like it because the video was shot on the sly, and I think it's cool to have shaky footage from an elegant little concert in a dirty little basement. It's not the best video, but it is still interesting to me in concept more than anything.

The song is "Angie, Say A Prayer", and I am posting it here because it is not really recorded anywhere and people always ask me about that song. Maybe that is why someone whipped out their video camera when I announced that I was going to sing it that night at l'Ogre A Plumes.




Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Show.


Our first proper show in Toronto in a very. long. time.

Things feel different. The show changed while I lived in Paris; my performances just sort of naturally took a different shape with the musicians I played with there and the audiences we played for... as well as the impact of my experience of simply living in Paris. I felt quieter, more grounded, less rambunctious - my desire to "put up a show" lessened as my desire to simply play escalated. Probably there is more joy in my concerts now than before because of this? Hmmm.

Anyhoo, we shall play in the back room of The Cameron House in Toronto on Thursday May 14. Our darling friend Donovan Woods is our special guest. He is one of my most favorite songwriters in Canada at the moment, you must promise not to miss him.

So, there will be more details soon. This is just the first announcement - Myspace, Facebook, etc updates coming in awhile...although this is mainly a show for our friends...

Monday, March 2, 2009

Myspace and The Story of Fou Du Roi.

I have uploaded some new, unreleased songs on my Myspace page, including a live taping of my solo performance of "A Little Sad" on the popular French radio show "Le Fou du Roi".

The nicest thing about that performance was the audience. I was surprised that hundreds of people show up in the middle of the day to hear the whole radio show, which generally features authors, actors, all kinds of artists and thinkers. Because they are a live audience, the rule is that they of course cannot be very boisterous and for the most part must be quiet, aside from appropriate applause.

It is a fairly unceremonious thing after a live radio performance like that - generally the show just carries on, as it did in this case. I was led to the back of the stage towards the exit door...but just before I left, I turned to the audience and silently waved goodbye to everyone with a big goofy smile on my face.

One of my favorite moments of all my time spent in Paris is when pretty much the entire audience smiled, and silently waved back.

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J'ai mis des nouveau chansons sur ma page de Myspace, avec un enregistrement live de « A Little Sad » sur le radio programme Le Fou du Roi.

La plus agréable de cette exécution était la publique. J'étonné que des les de gens qui arrivent a midi pour entendre le spectacle de radio entier, qui présente généralement des auteurs, les acteurs, tous types d'artistes et philosophes. Parce qu'ils sont une audience "live", la règle est qu'ils ne peuvent pas être très bruyant (bien sûr) et doit se taire pour la plupart, à part les applaudissements appropriés.

C'est un peu brusque après une exécution de radio comme ça, en effet - généralement le spectacle continue juste, comme il a fait dans ce cas. J'ai été mené au dos de l'étage vers la porte de sortie ... mais juste avant que j'ai parti, j'ai tourné à l'audience et ai ondulé adieu silencieusement à tous , avec un grand sourire dingue.

Mon souvenir favorite de tout mon temps passé a Paris est quand l'audience entière a souri, et a ondulé silencieusement de retour.

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