On the screen sails, Pierre and Bear, children reading, giggling. Behind, the same people 45 years later with their father Alain around a piano. “Little Bill, she’s sick” opens the Souchon father and son evening. Hairs standing at attention and tearful temptations, already. For 50 years, Souchon has been consoling us from “this old sticky illness, this sacred lack of hollow love”. We continue because people like him are there, nostalgic for “The Beauty of Ava Gardner”, quietly resigned with “chocolate and hazelnut on our sofa”, like in these ladies’ short stories from “Sommerset Maugham. » Three masterpieces linked together: that would be enough. But there are plenty of others so of course we stay.
Ours, Alain and Pierre Souchon this Friday at Pin galant in Mérignac.
Y.D.
“I came with my two sons, babysitter problem”: the daron presents Pierre and Charles (Ours), who have also become delicate and bluesy singers. This is proven by “The Mountains of Korea” (Ours) then “Same Never” (Pierre Souchon) halfway through the show. Alternating keyboards and guitars, they wander through 13 band-aid albums on our lives for what purpose, the pantheon of his songs. Heritage monuments but buried treasures. “The big names” but “I wasn’t there. » “When I’m KO” but “Casablanca”. “Henhouse’s song” but “Love on the run”. “Sentimental crowd” but “Comedy”, a 1988 duo with Jane Birkin who appears in a black-and-white Harcourt. Tears on the left, on the right too.
Y.D.
Nearly two hours of concert and 28 pieces for Alain Souchon and his sons.
Merry gnaque
Sober projections and messy anecdotes overshadow the dishes of the feast. Father Alain coughs, “soaps” sometimes but still acts as good as ever. “Merry gnaque: merry luck! », he renamed it. Half an hour before the end, the 1,400 hoary spectators of an armored Pin Galant (also this Saturday) stand up after a masterful version of “Si en plus y’a nobody”. Pierre is 52 years old this evening, Ours five and a half years younger. Alain is 80 but he will live and warm us for a long time, eh? He finishes alone on “Allo Maman Bobo”. Life is a film about nothing but this passage was good.
