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Aujourd’hui, l’invocation d’un style passé peut sembler absurde. Le profit dansant sur la scène internationale, c’est le modernisme qui signe ses lettres de noblesse comme si tout ce qui avait pu être écrit jusque là n’était plus que de simples ringardises."But, these are my roots !" said the old man.Calquer de vieux parchemins : ceux qui sont bons à ranger dans le coffre sale de sa grand-mère, au fin fond du grenier poussiéreux, avec un oiseau noir dessus empaillé, comme seul témoignage d'un autre temps.
The Life of Moses Roper
Mamma says : “ My boy pick cotton !
There is no future behind the ridge
Daddy ran away without you son
And he has been shot beneath the bridge
Your sister is sick, she’s suffering
The water she drank was poison
We need few dollars for medicine
And to free your Uncle in prison
Don’t look at the guardian on the hill
His eyes are a knife for our mind
Do like your mother, work in the field
And you will never, never be blindâ€.
Mamma says : “ Moses pick cotton !
There is no future behind the ridge
Daddy ran away without you son
And he has been shot beneath the bridgeâ€.
I say to Mamma : “ I’m not a fool
But it’s time for me to leave home
The cotton is white like our soul
Walking through the plants of freedom
I don’t want to bear whiplashes
Between the snowflakes of our land
I prefer diving into ashes
Sifting out the gold from my own sandâ€.
C’est autour de cette idée que prend forme The Crow & The Deadly Nightshade, un groupe de « Psychotic Blues & Twisted Country » composé de trois hères faméliques portant de vieux chapeaux et des redingotes trouées.
C’est à Paris que leurs compositions s’implantent.
We all live in the city.
The city forms – often physically, but inevitably psychically – a circle. A Game. A ring of death with sex as its center. Drive towards outskirts of city suburbs. At the edge discover zones of sophisticated vice and boredom, child prostitution. But in the grimy ring immediately surrounding the daylight business district exists the only real crowd life of our mound, the only street life, night life. Diseased specimens in dollar hotels, low boarding houses, bars, pawn shops, burlesques and brothels, in dying arcades which never die, in streets and streets of all-nights cinemas.
Jim Morrison.
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