Pony Party: les chanteuses


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    • TMC on April 1, 2010 at 02:03

  1. I think this may be the version of “La Marseillaise” with Mireille Mathieu, you may have in mind, but it’s not of very good quality.  (No imbedding possible, it seems!)

  2. of course, I must say that Piaf was that “little sparrow” that “tugged at your heart” enough to make you cry.

    “Dalida” was also one that moved you so much.

    But may I inject a couple of “les chanteurs” that I also have always loved, both so uniquely different.

    One of them was one of those wonderfully imaginative and somewhat, poetic, kind of singer.  Gilbert Becaud, some may remember him from his creation “L’Orange.”  I pretty much love all of his music, but this one gets to my heart so much and is so adorable, you would not believe.

    Gilbert Becaud – Le petit oiseau
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    Basically, it’s about him out walking about and this little bird “of all colors” befronts him — he is feeling wistful and decides to follow the little bird of all colors, asking him “where do you take me, but wherever you go, I will follow you.” And it goes on a bit.  But eventually, the “little bird of all colors flies away” and he says, “I cannot fly, I cannot follow, “bon voyage, “bon voyage — le petit oiseau de toutes les couleurs.”  

    For me, this is such an adorable song that I feel one cannot help but to feel uplifted — I hope it will give you a little lift, too!

    Gilbert Becaud, who died in 2001, at 74, was a very well known singer and composer in France.  He wrote, “Et maintenant?” which became “What Now My Love?,” which Frank Sinatra, and a number of others enjoyed the many bounties of his wonderful lyrics.  

    And, there’s a another “chanteur” I would like to mention tonight — Charles Aznavour.  Aznavour is somewhat of a “torch” singer, but his own words/compositions always, but always struck your heart in the deepest of ways.

    I have long wanted to do a diary on this very subject, but it disturbed me so that I could never put myself to it.  

    His understandings of “WAR” are well interpreted in this song, “Les enfants de la guerre!”

    Les enfants de la guerre!

    Here are the words:  Les Enfants . . . .

    Aznavour is of Armenian descent, who suffered greatly in the the “genocide”/”massacre” of Armenians, by Turkey, such that they are but a handful of people today.  I have a dear Armenian friend, living in Geneva, Switzerland, who, to this day, suffers the hardship of the Armenian people!


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