Tuesday, March 26, 2019

IDOLS OF FRENCH SONG


  
I am not sure why there is a distance between pop music in Britain and in France but that distance is very evident. Perhaps Britain has been much more influenced by America and youth culture, where once Britain was the exemplar and later became the follower. By contrast French pop music was resolutely European, more passionate and adult and less easily melodic. I would like to celebrate 10 fine singers in French.


1.       Jean Sablon was in the old music-hall tradition of rueful songs, siffleurs and the provision of one’s own sound effects. He enjoyed enormous popularity from 1930-70 and we played his songs on old 78s, not least his charming revival of Le Fiacre, with the clip-clopping of horses’ hooves.




2.       Maurice Chevalier was the epitome of the Parisian boulevardier with his jaunty air, boater and trade-mark exaggerated Gallic tones. His stage persona was built up over many years as after great fame in Paris as a performer and as the lover, muse and partner of Mistinguett, he became a Hollywood star in 1929. Louise was his signature tune but the English-speaking world remembered him best for his charm in the musical Gigi which I watched being filmed in the Tuileries Gardens in 1957.




3.       Charles Trenet was a singer/songwriter who wrote almost 1,000 songs of all kinds. We remember his Boum! But his name was immortalized by his classic La Mer the stereotypical French ballad, composed in 1943 but not performed until 1946. Its easy rhythms and soaring heights have delighted world audiences since.




4.       Edith Piaf was a phenomenon, tiny in stature, far from glamourous, living a turbulent private life but possessing a highly distinctive and powerful voice. I saw her in 1961 at the Olympia, Boulevard des Capucines. She hobbled onto the stage in a plain black dress and without much ceremony belted out La Vie en Rose, Milord and her defiant song Je ne regrette rien earning rapturous plaudits.




5.       Yves Montand was the Italian son of a Communist broom maker who fled to the Midi from fascist Italy. Yves had film-star good looks and he was more of an actor than a singer. His songs in praise of Paris like A Paris appealed to a wide audience but I preferred his classic numbers like Les Feuilles Mortes (Autumn Leaves). I found it hard to stomach Montand’s wildly leftist politics but he distinguished himself in later life as the conspiring villager César Soubeyran in the Marcel Pagnol linked movies Jean de Florette and Manon des Sources of 1986.




6.       Jacques Brel, was proudly Belgian, though performing widely in the Francophone world. He sang with evident emotion and the theatricality of his performance marked him out from more routine singers and enraptured his fans. Rather toothy and thick-lipped, he cared little for cosmetic assistance and emoted powerfully in songs like Amsterdam or Ne me quitte pas making him the unrivalled king of the chanson.




7.       Serge Gainsbourg courted controversy all his life. Of Jewish-Ukrainian origin, he adopted the name “Serge” to acknowledge his Slavic affinities, and “Gainsbourg” as a tribute to the painter he most admired, Thomas Gainsborough. Gainsbourg had a wide talent as a poet, painter, pianist, actor and singer and was the lover of celebrities like Juliette Greco and Brigitte Bardot. In 1968 he fell for the English actress Jane Birkin and they enjoyed a succès de scandale with the orgasm-punctuated Je t’aime…..moi non plus. He shocked and amused his public but then overstepped the mark by appearing drunk and foul-mouthed at interviews. He sank in esteem and died in 1991 but his posthumous reputation has steadily grown.




8.       Georges Guétary was born Lambros Vorlou to Greek parents in Alexandria, Egypt and this exotic background helped as he ascended in the music and cabaret circuit in Paris. British audiences took to him as lead in the operetta Bless the Bride which started a long run in London in 1947. The song La Belle Marguerite was repeatedly played on record by my dear mother and I picked up Guétary’s faux Franglais accent! He went on to sing and dance in Gene Kelly’s film An American in Paris but he did not make it in Hollywood.




9.       Charles Aznavour was a huge star in France and world-wide. His soulful expression, his sad tenor voice made this French- Armenian an unforgettable performer. I saw him sing at Carnegie Hall, New York, in 1986 and of course he sang She, The Old-fashioned ways and my favourite Yesterday, when I was young. He had a long career, dying at 94, and was ever a proud champion of Armenians.




10.   Les Compagnons de la Chanson was a well-known group after the war but by no means in the top echelon. They recorded The Three Bells (Les Trois Cloches) in 1946 – it became a hit for Piaf – and their recording became popular in Britain in about 1952.   Certainly, my mother enjoyed the song on a scratchy 78rpm and the group’s close harmony and insistent “boom – boom” were thought of as quintessentially French. Its pleasures were simple.




I am conscious that this selection is Anglo-centric and probably well removed from a selection from a native Frenchman. Nevertheless, French pop music has great admirers on this side of the Channel!


SMD
26.03.19
Text copyright © Sidney Donald 2019.

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

DARK DAYS FOR BREXITEERS




My readers will know that I am an enthusiastic Brexiteer and today finds me dismayed and frustrated by the antics at Westminster, all designed to obstruct the nation from leaving the European Union which it famously voted to do on 23 June 2016. The referendum vote at 52% to 48% was admittedly close but all the major parties accepted that result and committed themselves to delivering Brexit in their election manifestos for 8 June 2017, upon which they were elected. Theresa May’s Tory government made very heavy weather of the negotiations with the EU and eventually brought home a deal conceding too much to the EU, especially as regards the Irish border, and this deal has been twice resoundingly rejected by the House of Commons. Brexit is scheduled for 29 March 2019; in the absence of a deal, despite Commons motions of protest, a no-deal Brexit would follow on that day as the law of the land prescribes. The government has now been forced by divisions to seek a short delay to Brexit to 30 June 2019 but whether the EU will unanimously agree to that remains to be seen. There is a small possibility that a 3rd attempt to pass Theresa May’s deal with DUP support in the Commons will succeed, though pipsqueak Speaker Bercow is doing his utmost to prevent a substantially unchanged motion from proceeding.


Dominic Grieve
John Bercow
 


















Two for The Rogues’ Gallery

We can be sure the Tory malcontents, various cross-party anti-Brexit groupings, a leaderless Labour rabble and certain City agitators will do all they can in the courts, on the streets and in both houses of Parliament to derail Brexit in any form. I do not think the country admires these efforts. All this dire confusion and shenanigans derives from what Jacob Rees-Mogg has correctly described as “a disconnect” between the UK electorate, mostly Leavers, and the “political classes”, overwhelmingly Remainers. Out of 650 members of Parliament maybe 500 are at heart Remainers (with widely varying degrees of ardour) while the British public has had its democratic say and a majority (probably growing larger by the day) wants to leave the EU, which has insulted it constantly. The political classes pour out their Cassandra-like but self-serving warnings about the damage to be done by Brexit while a number of other economists and “experts” assure us that the UK will prosper post-Brexit. I do not believe in the gloom and doom scenario and believe we can match the best in the EU, without their growing political handicaps.


Boris Johnson, Dominic Raab and Michael Gove - the Contenders / Saviours?
                                                                               
The impasse is alarming – personally I prefer a no-deal Brexit on WTO terms, but can see the argument for swallowing Theresa’s awful deal in the interests of stability. To make real progress the composition of the House of Commons needs a shake-up. A general election is required but the Tories must find a new leader – we know only too well that Theresa is electoral poison. So somehow, she needs to be unseated and replaced by Boris, the erratic peoples’ charmer, or level-headed Michael Gove, or obscure but competent Dominic Raab (“Dominic Who?) or frankly anyone with a bit of oomph and a pulsating vision for Brexit. The crucial discussions on the future deal with the EU cannot be left to Theresa, who has shown she could not negotiate herself out of a paper bag, nor her second-rate “circle”. We need an inspired leader, someone to emulate heroic Finn Russell’s Scottish team of Calcutta Cup glory – Comeback Kids breathing fire and energy.  So, there are mountains to climb but the prize is worth it. That prize is our Freedom.

SMD
20.3.19
Text Copyright © Sidney Donald 2019