“FOLK” by Nolwenn Leroy: “Nostalgia is what characterizes me”

Nolwenn Leroy has chosen to collect in an album all his Madeleines of Proust. These folk songs of the 70s she loves since childhood. A tribute to the French artists who inspired him, such as Nino Ferrer, Jacques Higelin or Francis Cabrel. Thirteen times that make up “Folk”.”

I like to dive back into my memories, into this music of the past, which makes it easier to face the present, which is sometimes difficult,” explains  Nolwenn Leroy  on the 19/20 stage of France 3 Paris-Ile-de-France. An assumed nostalgia, almost a trademark. “Nostalgia is what characterizes me,” she explains. Her powerful yet gentle voice pays tribute to those French songs that have rocked her younger years and still follow her.

Songs that do good

Folk, Nolwenn Leroy fell in when she was small. And as with her Brittany is never far away, she reminds that in France one of the pioneers of this musical genre is none other than Alan Stivell. This project is a bit of a continuation of his work on the album “Bretonne”. “These are songs that have the power to warm the soul and the heart, songs that do good.” Among the titles on offer, Nino Ferrer’s “La Rua Madureira”, “Diabolo-mint” by Yves Simon, “I loved you, I love you, and I will love you” by Francis Cabrel, or ” So Far Away From LA “by Nicolas Peyrac. Nolwenn Leroy will return on stage from March to discover “Folk” to the public. 

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Fêter Noël ?

Sunday December 2, 2018, early morning, I found! says Jacques Noyer, former bishop of Amiens. I have found what the Church of France should say about this month-end insurrection we know.

She should announce that we will not celebrate Christmas this year. December 25 will be a day like any other. Nothing in the churches: no office, no nursery, no children. We will return to ordinary Sundays because Advent will not take place.

She will say that our people are not in a state of mind that allows them to celebrate Christmas. The cry of despair that runs through it is incompatible with the mystery of Christmas, with the hope of Advent, with the welcome of a foreign child.

I may be old-fashioned but I remember the Christmas of my childhood. It was not just the end of the month that was difficult. But at Christmas we forgot everything to rejoice in what we had. The most modest families were left with the little they had. In the night, the poor felt rich from the roof over their heads, the improved meal of their plate, the extra log that heated the house and especially the chance to have a dad, a mom, brothers and sisters who loved him. [ . . . ]

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