Author: THE HOBBLEDEHOY

Michael Stevenson, aka Dai Bando, Johnny Foreigner, Monsieur Pas De Merde, is a blogger of French and British culture. His blogs "Pas De Merde" and "The Hobbledehoy" have been called "marvelous" by some, and "meh" by others.

Noise Day. The indestructible Jain has shaken the gardens of Palud

She gave everything for her last concert in France. The French artist had the festival-goers sit, jump and sing, chaining his acid pop-electro tracks. The public is conquered.

She arrived alone on the big stage of the Festival of Noise. But the French singer knows how to occupy the space. Dressed in her usual blue jumpsuit, Jain stamps, runs and leaps, bringing the festival-goers into her folly.

“I want to see everyone jumper! “ Repeated the artist, tireless. The public moves and she asks for more. Everyone sits and hands in the air, she proposes to dance like a zombie and launches a competition of “ola”. Jain has fun, in communion with his audience.

His titles, all too rhythmic, are linked: Souldier , Oh Man , Alright , or the mythical Come , on the guitar, on which she does not forget to extend the microphone to some festival-goers well placed (or not) in the first ranks . The singer announces, she wants to turn the gardens into a “giant nightclub. “

After an hour and a quarter of show, she concludes on Makeba , with emotion. After four years of touring, this is the last concert of the electro-pop artist in France, who will continue performances in Japan.

She thanks “the best of the public” , completely under her spell.

“It’s a discovery and we are amazed by all its energy! “ Wonder Nicole and Laurent.

“I had already seen it in concert and today it was even better! She’s sending ! “ Exclaims Patricia. She especially appreciated the exchange with the festival-goers. “We get caught up in the game.”

Jain? It was simply Jain-ial.

Source: Noise Day. The indestructible Jain has shaken the gardens of Palud

Movies at the Louvre

The Louvre and mk2 proposed to revisit eight unforgettable films under a new eye.

[TROISCOLEURS translation Google] Just below the majestic Clock Pavilion and the silent statues that surround it, couples of dancers try their hand at tango and some players improvise a game of ping-pong, while others have decided to go straight to the table. aperitif, a glass of wine and plates in the hand. It is between her royal walls that Isabelle Adjani ran, her hands bloody and her face pale, to escape her destiny in Patrice Chéreau’s La Reine Margot , released in 1994.

And it is in this place full of history and memory film that the Louvre Museum, in partnership with mk2, has chosen to install for a week in its courtyard Carrée ephemeral screen, to offer spectators to see for free at open sky 8 films both popular and demanding. On a canvas 24 meters high, designed as a window to the world where the arid landscapes of Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade parade , the French campaigns of Faces Villages and the romantic New York of When Harry meets Sally , curious and regulars have rediscovered these cult works in a dreamlike setting.

It is 22h when daylight begins to decline. The dance floor suddenly empties, the sound of boules balls stops and the food truck odors are more distant. As an air mixed with nostalgia fleet forward on the faces of the spectators, who are just coming to see this fourth evening a movie-like declaration of love in the 7 th art: Cinema Paradisoof Giuseppe Tornatore. While Alfredo and Totò’s complicit faces, hidden behind their projection booth, invade the screen on Ennio Morricone’s score, we feel that these images resonate between the columns of the palace like distant and intimate memories in the audience , until this magical sequence of the outdoor cinema-club where the storm breaks out, and which suddenly opens a magnificent mise-en-abyme to the audience.

Because it is the idea of ​​a unifying cinema, able to federate all ages and all sensibilities, which forms the thread of the event, and that we feel even more palpable in the forefront. last night, where The Journey of Chihiro from Hayao Miyazaki is shown. For some, it’s an outdoor reunion with a movie that terrorized and amazed their childhood – like Justine, who saw the film when it was released in 2001 when she was only 10 years old. For others, this nocturnal event has the taste of the first time-like Dana, who discovers with amazement the richness of this initiatory tale about the fears of childhood and the power of imagination. Like the spectators who have lost none of their ingenuity and are still trembling at the sight of the witch of Yubaba and know by heart the mimicry of Sans-Face, the film has not taken a wrinkle. It was perhaps only necessary to see him again in this unreal place and out of time to notice it.

Source: Report: Cinema Cinema Louvre Nightlife – TROISCOULEURS

Interview with Lionel Limiñana with translation

M. Pas de Merde

Monsieur Pas De Merde’s biggest regret after his three week vacation in France was narrowly missing a live performance by my favorite French rock band – The Limiñanas (they played a short drive outside Paris on same day I was flying out of CDG.)
The Limiñanas have been together for nearly 10 years and at now the top of their game. Here’s a great interview with the band’s co-founder Lionel Limiñana. Some will appreciate the English translation. Keep listening after the interview, as the stream has some awesome music tracks that follow.
Rock on, mes amis!

Calanques the Stunning Fjords of Provence

The Fjords of Provence

Just east of Marseille lays the charming coastal town of Cassis, nestled at the bottom of steep, vineyard-covered hills that come almost to the sea. It’s so adorably cute that you might think you are walking into a postcard. There’s nothing better than a stroll through town followed by a bowl of fish soup or some moules-frites at one of the many restaurants that line the docks.

The setting of Cassis is dramatic. Besides those vineyards, Cap Canaille—the highest cliff in France—towers over the town on its east side. And to the west are the beautiful and rugged calanques, the so-called mini fjords of France [ . . . ]

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The Best Airbnbs in the South of France

Including Julia Child’s very own cottage (with plenty of kitchen utensils included).

We’ve said it again and again: there’s so much more to France than just a trip to Paris. Case in point? The South of France—a.k.a. the Provence-Alpes-Côte d’Azur region—is home to some of our favorite towns. There are big names like Cannes, Marseilles, and Nice in the area, but there are plenty of smaller towns to enjoy, like Menton, Grasse, and Cassis. If you want to live out your provincial French fantasy—whether it’s smack on the beach, in a historic old town apartment, a multi-acre château, or in Julia Child’s own kitchen—we’ve got some Airbnbs for you to book, spread all across the region.

As a bonus, all of the Airbnb selections are run by Superhosts, who each have a rating of 4.8 or above, a record of zero cancellations, and at least a 90 percent response rate, meaning they’ll get back to you ASAP. Read on to find the perfect Airbnb for your vacation along France’s southern coast [ . . . ]

Continue at: The Best Airbnbs in the South of France – Condé Nast Traveler