I was biking (and baking under the hot sun of the afternoon – yeah, I know, I complain when it’s raining, I complain when it’s sunny, I have a very specific ideal weather which is very rare where I’m leaving : dry cold+sunny, but I digress) from work, and for some reason, I remembered that little clip from François Girard’s Thirty-Two Short Films About Glenn Gould, a movie I saw when I was still a teenager and influenced me a lot, especialy the Leaving part. I think it’s truely speaking to my heavily analogic personality, and explain probably my taste for tacky, old American cars (that radiator grill ! the dieselpunk turning signals ! the folding shutter over the lights !). Anyway, if you don’t care about my sense of aesthetic, you will enjoy this Sarabande from Bach’s Suite française -No. 1.
This is the only thing I can sing/think of everytime
Nicolas Godin’s Johann-Sebastian Bach inspired Widerstehe doch der Suende. It’s a long way from Air and its French Touch electro-easy listening tunes, but I kind of like this baroque-pop (bapop ?) direction. Don’t know what to think about the zombies surfers (zomfers ?).