I wanted to share a song that I’ve been preoccupied by a little. It’s a song by the French singer-songwriter Francis Cabrel and, when put prosaically, couldn’t be more French. An adult looks back at a formative sexual experience of his adolescence, when he – basically – looked up the dress of a girl who had climbed up a tree ahead of him. Put like that, it sounds prurient and a bit pervy. So far, so middle aged French singer-songwriter. Continue reading “The dress and the ladder”
“There’s one thing you must tell him – let him explore.” Josephine Peach’s advice to me for my 7 year old son, about to start his first piano lessons. Continue reading “Review of Ripon Cathedral’s lunchtime concerts: Josephine Peach”
Stuck in my head today is France Gall’s beautiful song “Ce soir je ne dors pas” so I thought I’d share it here. Continue reading “Stuck in my head: France Gall “Ce soir je ne dors pas””
Francis Cabrel is one of my favourite singer-songwriters, coming from the region of France where I lived for ten years. I learnt much of my French from his songs, as he writes with a great deal of intelligence and poetic sensibility and love for language and music – in the best tradition of la Chanson Francaise but also set apart from it.
His new album, however, has raised some questions and for me it’s an opportunity to think about translation a little. Continue reading “Just like two women”
One of my favourite Paul Simon songs is “Some folks’ lives” and I was reminded of it today meeting some … Continue reading Some folks’ lives
Sadly I’ve decided to stop singing with the Clerkes in York, an excellent and fun chamber choir which I have been a member of for six months. While I’ve enjoyed the time I have spent, and I’ve tried various things to make it work, it’s just too much; and I think there’s a skill in identifying when something is no longer good for you (even something, paradoxically, which is fun and fulfilling). It’s all about balance, and identifying the moment when the scales tip. Continue reading “Choirs old and new”
Something which often preoccupies me is how an atheist (like me) can fully engage with and experience art which is … Continue reading The Lamb