It is around her, Anne the sister, the sister of all unruly women, that we drift today. And, no doubt about it, it will be very beautiful. This song dates from a long time ago, from the end of the 70s during which the cause of women had taken a few steps forward. Giant steps, decisive and with no turning back possible. In any case, that is what we believed at the time.

And yet, 45 years later, if a song like ” Frangines ” seems to date back to yesterday, if sisterhood is still a fragile notion, often caricatured by men and even by some slightly masochistic women, it is because there is still work to be done. Unfortunately, Anne Sylvestre is no longer here to hit the anthill of patriarchy, just to make room, since November 30, 2020 when a stroke struck her down when she was due to go back on tour at 86, it is an understatement to say that her voice is missed.

This undulating voice, of a calm power, if we stick to her qualities as a singer, but also this carrying voice, sometimes grumbling, mocking too, which has never ceased, until the last breath, to fight the little cocks, and those who doubt nothing. The bastards too.