Avant un concert d’une rare intensité à la Cigale, Vic Chesnutt a donné, seul avec une contrebasse, un Concert à emporter… tout aussi intense.
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Vic Chesnutt a donné, l’autre jour à La Cigale, l’un de ces concerts qui exercent le même effet d’accompagnement qu’un grand film. Le spectacle…
Before a concert of rare intensity to the Cicada, Vic Chesnutt gave only a bass, a Take Away … just as intense.
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Vic Chesnutt gave the other day at La Cigale, one of those concerts that exert the same effect accompanying a great film. The show ends and you are still “inside”. The subway…
But Moon was just like everyone else on that night: he didn’t want to do the filming only. He also wanted to be thrilled, to close his eyes and sway. So he abandoned his camera. It passed from hand to hand before Vincent took it back and moved gently among the people who were sitting while Justin performed…
We already described the magic of this party. A magic that depended on its intimacy, of course; on the acoustics; but, above all, on the reciprocity. Between each song, Justin took a few minutes to talk to us, telling us how happy they were to be there, on that particular night, with such a small crowd…
We dreamed about it, but never imagined that we’d be able to film Yo La Tengo. But it happened. It was a beautiful and sweet end to the afternoon in Montmartre. They didn’t talk much, but we didn’t care. The music was just great…
Songs : ‘With a girl like you’ (Troggs cover) / ‘Our way to fall’
We dreamed about it, but never imagined that we’d be able to film Yo La Tengo. But it happened. It was a beautiful and sweet end to the afternoon in Montmartre. They didn’t talk much, but we didn’t care. The music was just great…
Songs : ‘Sugarcube’ / ‘Periodically double or triple’
Orange nous a proposé de partir 3 jours en vadrouille en France pour filmer des Concerts à emporter et en donner un aperçu grâce à sa clef 3G+.
Le résultat, le voilà : Jour 1, la japonaise Mami Chan chantant dans la Normandie où elle vit..
Orange nous a proposé de partir 3 jours en vadrouille en France pour filmer des Concerts à emporter et en donner un aperçu grâce à sa clef 3G+.
Le résultat, le voilà : Jour 3, les anglais de Slow Club dans la forêt de Chantilly.
(…) One catch: after soundcheck the day before, Tallest Man’s guitars were locked inside the NYC music venue, Town Hall, where he’d be playing later that night with Bon Iver. Solution: we’d have to shoot somewhere with a decent supply of guitars that he might borrow. A fan of music of all kinds, Jeff…
(…) One catch: after soundcheck the day before, Tallest Man’s guitars were locked inside the NYC music venue, Town Hall, where he’d be playing later that night with Bon Iver. Solution: we’d have to shoot somewhere with a decent supply of guitars that he might borrow. A fan of music of all kinds, Jeff…
A trip across Paris in a van. Lost drumsticks. A cafe you’d never expect to visit before the age of 60. An hour of waiting, and then, voilà—a few notes on the harmonium, a grand piano, a heavenly voice. Sigur Ros on a Take Away Show.
Alela, au début, donne l’impression de trouver ça aussi incongru que nous. Elle sourit et rit comme une enfant qui reçoit un cadeau auquel il a du mal à croire. Elle a les yeux qui s’écarquillent. Au dessus de sa tête, il y a les tours de Notre Dame et dans le ciel qui s’assombrit, enchevêtré dans les…
Vincent sait très bien le plaisir que j’éprouve à écouter la musique de ce Catalan hors circuits. Il fait du rock ? Non, du bal ! Allez, c’est pas de la musette, t’as vu ces musiciens, ils les arrachent leurs valses ! Arraché ? Arrête, c’est tellement mignon et puis les instruments jouets (merci Jaume…
His name is Kazuki Tomokawa… Many years have passed, for me, since I fell under this spell of his but the years definitely have not passed for him; for everyday he grows older he seems shines brighter. Strangely enough my love, also, has lost no vigor and so the time has come for everyone to see what…
Pigeon John takes us time traveling towards a warm hip-hop, funny and playful. It disregards the grayness of New York City, bringing us back to the good old days.
After the insanity of the cable cars it was time to settle to a peaceful whisper. It’s hard to remember any artist getting into a song like Matt Vasquez got into “People, Turn Around”. He put himself back to the place where he wrote this song. It was beautiful. It was painful. It was perfect.
Heureusement, nous n’étions pas les seuls désoeuvrés dans le quartier. Une vingtaine d’ados trompaient leur ennui en glissant, roulant et sautant dans un mini skatepark caché sous un pont. Nous nous sommes installés à leur côté, comme si nous ne voulions pas les déranger. Ils n’en avaient cure. Ils…
A friend’s friend let us into an abandoned wing of the Grand Palais. There were empty spaces, as if abandoned at short notice, unreasonably high ceilings. The perfect place for the Fleet Foxes.