by Pier Marton | Jun 25, 2013 | France, Humor, Music, Poet, Spectacle
Paroles de J’entends Des Airs: Qu’est ce que j’entends J’entends des airs J’entends vraiment Je te le jure Ca fait longtemps La vie entière J’entends des chants Ca j’en suis sûr Ca vient de où Ca vient du haut Ou du dessous Je...
by Pier Marton | Jun 20, 2013 | Antisemitism, France, History, Human Rights, Jewish, Judaism, Juif, Popular, Racism, STL
This day in Jewish history / Paris is burning…Talmuds An apostate Jew started the process that led to a bonfire consuming 24 wagons piled with copies of the multi-volume work. By David B. Green (in Haaretz) June 17, 1242, is the day that, at the orders of both...
by Pier Marton | Apr 24, 2013 | Books, Film, France, Humor, Idées, Music, Poet, Spectacle
With the release in France of a second film version of L’Écume des Jours – Mood Indigo – by Gondry (cf. below for the 1968 version) the marriage of two French zany authors is a done deal! Boris Vian (writer, poet, musician, singer, translator,...
by Pier Marton | Mar 19, 2013 | Art, Ego, France, Highlights, Humor, Media, Music, Poet, Politics, Video
Jean-Christophe Averty, Satrape du Collège de Pataphysique (Pataphysics)* – et premier artiste-vidéo – et Alfred Jarry, créateur de la science des solutions imaginaires, se rencontrent électroniquement parlant en 1965. *dont les cahiers ont été composés...
by Pier Marton | Mar 8, 2013 | Art, Death, France, Human Rights, Media, Middle-East, Now, Politics, Sounds, Spectacle, Theater, Travel, Video, Wars
Via Le Monde – une propagande qui ne marche pas pour Al-Assad: L’agence ANNA, basée dans le territoire disputé d’Abkhazie (province de Géorgie dont l’indépendance n’est pas reconnue internationalement) diffuse régulièrement sur Internet...
by Pier Marton | Mar 4, 2013 | France, Highlights, Hispanic, Humor, Idées, Poet, Wars
Besides his translated warning, God grant that the reader, emboldened and having become at present as fierce as what he is reading, find, without loss of bearings, his way, his wild and treacherous passage through the desolate swamps of these sombre, poison-soaked...