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So I'm not at all opposed to a technological and economic progress, unlike some intransigent postures. I know the history of these ideologies. I observed as everyone that technological progress was coupled with the ecological progress, although existed always a small delay between the two occurrences. Naturally the return to the Stone Age has no interest after tasting the soft mattress of our times, running water, electricity, individual and collective transport, healthy, rich and diverse food, pharmaceuticals, almost instant communication with the planet and the solar system around. Life expectancy at birth has increased by 2.5 thanks to them for 200 years. But it would be yet necessary for our society, all of us individually, systematically learn to pay attention to the balance of any pollution activity. It's expensive - although it becomes easier when you do it every day like brushing teeth - but the need for individual and collective attitude to the future policy regarding the environment protection has become central as it will be necessary to return to an ancestral animism adapted to our times so that the human civilisation doesn't return into a disaster in the near future. Because we are not alone on this earth, we had understood it although a little forgotten. I am a rabid fan of recycling centers that are now fashionable in our country and I find the invention wonderful compared to what resembled our campaings in my childhood. Real rubbish dumps open, everywhere. It was awful! We could never stop at the roadside or on a beach without seeing filth, fridges, gas bottles, greasy papers, packaging, bodies rusted cars or washing machines, cans oil closed just oozing poison, etc... There were even military's dumps at the top of the Pyrennes that I climbed at those days. I'm not talking about the South Col of Everest base camp, an horror... The list is too long. Yuck! I was shocked, appalled from the age of ten years. The situation worsened... but also improved. Our civilization now endorses the large-scale recycling as a form of government, even amid the ocean vortex filled with macro or microscopic plastics. There is the beginning of my passion for ecology and imperiously clean nature. It's a question of heritage! A 200 years human period can't morally leave to future generations and other species a trash while it has only received a limited lease on earth with an almost virgin nature initially. Against in this regard, we must relativize, stop exaggerating and dramatizing excessively as sickly complotistes and green ideologues do, with authorized media using dramatic music as a medium of emotion. Living in overcrowded cities from which they can hardly give lessons in etiquette, where all stress, all the major philosophical movements contagion even misleading are created : all the nature environment doesn't become unclean. I wanted with these songs to advocate for the future of our planet, with my means telling the love that I'm bringing to our shores, their "marine fields". These images and realities have created some figures funny styles, iconoclastic ones, funny texts for a chorus of four male voices with a piano. From this homophony in these classical and popular well-known style are born 7 Champs Marins (homophony of marine songs for foreigners who are not familiar with the puns French language) that describe seven places which have particularly impressed me in Normandy (except one who is in Brittany, a region that I know a little). It was also, like many of my works, a dream to fulfill. A popular aphorism says: "The worst for a man is to haven't realized his dreams... or to have them all done". I'm between these two classes because I've still fields, ideas, projects, capital to achieve in my head, a list that runs step by step... The better! Privilege of life is to compose, to sing, to dance, to play music! On the seaside in the dunes, on a summer evening around a campfire with friends is even better. |
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Il a creuse son sillon T'Albert Les pres sales Vaches au milieu de la mer Les tracteurs sur la plage Fermes aquacoles Le jardin des poetes Champs de cailloux |
(Sillon de Talbert) (Baie du Mont Saint-Michel) (Iles Anglo-Normandes) (Arromanches) (Cotes de la Basse-Normandie) (Honfleur) (Etretat) |
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