Variation on an acute note
,,,
Crescendo of a note
Piano notes variations
,,,
Synthetic
Drumm, suspense, click and flicker
,,,
Birds stretch,
,,,
Sweet music on the piano
,,,
-The my father's trip, I will try to draw it to you,
I was ten years old when he embarked on this adventure,
It was shortly after the war, in 49,
Sometimes, I tell myself it was yesterday,
The pencil rubs the sheet,
I will draw things as they come to me,
How to do otherwise?
Some will come later or will not come,
,,,
But first the house,
In a very quiet street, 3 km from the river,
Behind the house, A garden surrounded by walls,
A vegetable garden with a small pool, where the birds came to drink,
Caquet hens,
The birds stretch,
Engine of the
car that stops,
A door opens and then closes,
A rooster sings, The door creaks,
The man you saw out of his
car is him ,,, He's my father,
He has just finished his tour of a commercial representative,
The door slams,
As soon as he crosses the door, He puts
on a overalls found in the American surplus,
If he frowns like there, It is not by bad mood,
He has always done that,
As if he still had an important mission,
Even if it is only a question of strengthening
the mickening of the chicken coop,
It is not called yet "Slocum", at that time,
My mother is called Geneviève,
As old as my father, I find
it younger and pretty pretty,
In summer, her heart is divided between the hens she would
like to leave free and vegetables from the vegetable garden,
In this scene,
I like them,
She wonders with a smile why these bamboo,
while the beans planted are dwarf beans,
Ah, I forgot ,,,
The kid who looks at them
and who thinks of nothing is me,
The Tour de France is finished and I don't know what to do,
-François!
-The chocolate factory of Noisiel reopened,
With our rationing card, we are
entitled to two plates of milk chocolate!
Happy music
with the clarinet ,,,
A baby cries,
,,, ,,,
The war was over, but there were still
clouds like charcoal traces that cannot
be erased when the drawing is finished,
I had no memories of the war,
I had to be too young ,,,
So I listened to the memories of others,
Some looked at each other
But for many, Life was going to change,
There would be work, We would eat his hunger,
we would again make trips, Face desert and mountains,
Indistinguishable
Intriguing music
The birds stretch,
,,,
Water flows,
,,, ,,,
Light piano notes
,,,
Slight roar
,,, ,,,
Trinting of the box
Trucking of the Clenche
Usually, I did not take care of what was going on between them,
They had their life, I had mine,
But that day, They had locked themselves
in my father's office,
And I would have liked to know what was preparing,
I sometimes wondered how they met,
I was there, however, in the photos that I had shot them,
Nothing stayed in my head,
Except once, a vague memory,
Has it happened like that? I'm not sure,
Glass breakage
-Reter, stone,
Have you forgotten what I told you?
-I would have a thousand times preferred
receive a good slap, that seeing him stay like that,
The hand in the air, like an idiot,
Stidlant insects,
Friction
,,,
He toys,
Melancholy music
,,,
Insects stride,
Nostalgic music
The door creaks,
,,,
Crescendo
,,,
The music calms down,
,,,
A handle creak,
,,,
Tic tac of a clock
I liked its story,
She had found the words it takes,
Married by her parents, she was doing
too much nonsense, according to them,
And the first bombardment! Her husband was in war,
She saved herself with her kid in her arms,
What I did not understand, is that ,,,
The other wanted to see me again,
Like that, for nothing,
To get to know each other! An idea he had had,
-This will not be long, Just a little week, at Christmas,
-We are you obliged?
-Difficile to do otherwise,
He exclaims,
-We would say a boat,
Was it p'pa who drew that? -Demande-them,
You will see ,,,
Can you talk to him, you know?
He leaf through,
Not heavy on the stairs
-Lui talk ,,,
Breakfast, It was the right time,
We were both, But I couldn't!
The steps go to the radio,
"In my arms" by Yvonne Murray
-,,, a chance must relive
Our great love,
I lived a very long time in fiery solitude ,,,
,,,
-This boat story was so weird!
My father had built thousands of useful things here,
Like this camping table with supplied feet
that we could not put in the 4 CV,
It was my father!
It had to be solid,
In addition, a boat is to go from one point to another,
Now my father, It was even stability,
Since we went back from the south, he was
doing his tour every morning at the same
time, with the same costume, The same car ,,,
We would have all disappeared from this damn
planet that my father would still be there, The car starts,
So think ,,, a boat!
Caquet hens,
The next day, they
released most of the garden,
The basin, vegetables ,,,
Even green beans have disappeared,
My mother could not refuse him,
You have to tell you
that there were two teams in the house,
My mother and him ,,,
and my mother and me,
The first team was heard perfectly,
It was even a sacred team,
The second team also got along well ,,,
When my father wanted to be quiet,
But the opportunities were rare,
Klaxon and Brouhaha de la Rue
There had to be a Gary Cooper in the cinema,
My mother was still in love with him!
Indistinguishable
-I was a beautiful film, huh?
-And for Gary Cooper?
She expires strongly,
-We say nothing to your father, as per usual !
We said we had seen a gabin,
As for a third team, I didn't even think about it,
And then this damn Christmas has arrived!
Wood saw
,,,
Whistling and train sirens
,,,
Playful music
,,,
Music is attenuated and is now coming out of the position,
,,,
She blows,
The music stops,
Jazz music
,,,
-Is it François? What does he say?
-"Dear Parents, I am having fun, I eat well,
"I was taken to the hairdresser,
"My real father ,,,
"is nice to me,
"And I had a gift at Christmas,"
-Aie!
Name of God, shit!
Brake
Individual station announcement
,,,
Unlocking and creaking of the door
Birds stretch, Caquet hens,
-When I came home, The boat had advanced!
,,,
It was not yet that ,,,
A strange beast lying on the stomach ,,,
-François!
Go get your father, It's soon ready!
He is in the lock, You will surprise him!
Music of Goguette Accordon and dry guitar
,,,
Rights and indistinct remarks
-It is in the background, your father,
,,, ,,,
Slocum!
Hey ! Slocum, we ask you!
-"Slocum"? Why do we call it like that?
,,,
Melancholy music on the piano
Swell and wind
Joshua Slocum:
-Co11 1895,
Mist horn
Souven at 9:30 a,m,
Doubled the CAP sand at 4 a,m, in the afternoon,
Northwest fresh breeze,
I left!
I can't yet believe it,
,,,
François:
-Me neither, I couldn't believe it!
It was not just any boat my father built
But that of Slocum,
The exact replica, I checked,
A little reduced, it is true, Because of the dimensions of the garden,
With him, Slocum had made the first world tour
Sailing ,,, solo,
Light music at the accordion
,,,
Children's hubbub
And for the first time, I had the school,
Played music on an accordion background
,,,
Dramatic music
,,,
Around the surrounding remarks
,,,
The wind blows,
,,,
Slocum:
-I had the intention of going around the world from west to east,
via the Red Sea,
But I was told that I risked meeting many pirates there,
So I decided to go in the other direction,
Before realizing that there was as many
on the other side,
Swell
Adventure
,,,
Clumatis of the rigs
Exclamation then laughter
,,,
Sailing slap
Anchoring
Barrier of the bar
Exclaims him,
The other shouts,
Intense crackles
,,,
Carillon tinkle
,,,
The clock rings,
,,,
The clock resumes its tic tac,
-Is not you did that?
-I, p'pa, It's me,
-Hm?
Did you delight her?
-Oh, there were others who had gone around the world,
Not just Slocum,
Alain
Gerbault, Bernicot, Le Toumelin ,,,
But for sailors, Slocum was the largest,
During the day, I recovered
a little, but at 4:30 a,
m,
, I was the first to go out,
My father had shorted his tour, I didn't want to miss anything,
It looked like I was afraid of not being part of the trip, Music with a
clarinet but I was lose weight, clumsy ,,, "Borrowed" he said ,,, borrowed!
Crash
He breathes with effort,
The worst part was when he sent me to get a tool in the cellar,
Mysterious music
Sharp effect
,,,
Not continuous
Wind
Adventure
,,,
Tool clipping
Great crash
,,,
The truck brakes and horn,
We run,
In reality ,,, We didn't need to talk to each other,
And at times, It was almost good,
Playful music
Creaky
,,,
The truck brakes while creaking,
Nostalgic music
,,,
Street
Like this famous Saturday at the BHV,
One day when we completed the tools ,,,
Metallic tingling
Indistinct
,,,
Mechanical clak click
,,,
In the background:
-This is prettier, -You that you don't want the mouse?
-Yes,
-Ok for the yellow dog, But do not do stories,
-All right,
-Choisis something ,,,
Brouhaha around
Melancholy music
,,,
Urban hubbub
,,, ,,,
Music is intensifying,
,,,
Strong clip of the keys
,,,
Street
,,,
Announcement :
-The store closes its doors, Please go out,
Nostalgic music
,,,
Creaky
Spring 52, the boat is moving forward, But the hardest part was to do,
Jazz music
,,,
-Well, are you ready?
Metal nail cliptis
Cut
But no, more on the left!
Yes, right for you of course,
What a job!
Water flows below,
-When I was too yelling, I
was going to find the river,
A cockroach,
Light notes of music mixing with the winding wind,
,,, ,,,
Slocum: -I had not come down so
far in the south for a long time
and I stood far from the coast,
On January 28, I dressed the dangers of the Plata,
and a good wind pushed me to the Strait of Magellan,
But the sky was covered more and more
And did not announce anything good,
Thunder rumbles,
A dog barks,
Intriguing music
,,,
Thunder
,,,
Swell
Rigging
The sailing slams,
Dramatic music
,,,
Adventure
,,,
The wind redoubled intensity,
,,,
Cymbal
Drum roll
Epic theme
,,,
Music softens,
,,,
Exterior scraping
The shutters creak,
The birds stretch,
Grounding on the ground
,,,
Effort -inspired
-Oh ! Wait ,,,
Hold ! -Resse!
She exclaims,
She laughs,
Ouch!
-Oh !
François laughs, -The mom!
Horn She laughs,
The car slips,
Oh !
Radio:
-disturbing news throughout the department,
The tributaries of the Seine including the Marne
came out of their beds, We plan
exceptional floods, Avoid banks,
Maillet blows
-Pierre! Here we go ?
The engine starts,
Motor effort,
Sad
music ,,,
Croacs
,,,
The Meugle cow,
It's stupid that the boat is not finished,
The wind rushes into sailing,
Serene music
the chickens cave,
,,,
They exclaim,
,,,
The birds sing,
-THIVER 53 was the harshest of all,
But in April, The shell was over,
For the interior, My father brought the crane
And we had to kill the neighbors' wall,
Crash
They were ok if we went up after the holidays,
When we would have brought the boat finished to the Marne,
Roaming
Pulley clicks
Motor effort
,,,
String tension
,,,
Tamper
Glass tingling
Sweet music
,,,
Trigger
A Miaule cat,
,,,
Stidlant insects,
Chickens are slowly cacking,
But wake up,
Hush!
The cat continues to make,
Slocum:
-At Cape Horn, I found the trade winds
And my boat was cutting off on its own,
I had established a sail of TAPEUL at the back
And with this new rigging,
I did not take care of the bar for a month,
I had loneliness that is not a very good thing,
But I had the whole universe around me
that I considered it now
Like a real friend,
The boat creaks,
Rattling
,,,
Crash and swell
Melancholy music
,,,
Glass breakage
The hens scream,
Fire crackles,
The fire ignites,
,,,
Not fast
,,,
-So, what happened?
-Nothing, Everything is fine !
-And François? Where is it?
-What is fine, I tell you,
The bike brakes,
-And then,
The months have passed,
As vacation approaches, I watched the
box, for fear that my other father claims me,
But he did not come forward,
I never saw her again,
Was my mother wondering where
the boat would take us all three of us?
She had opted for a good mood
and imagination, She was not missing!
She had a passion for psychology,
the secret of dreams, all that,
One day, she buys "the inner
navigation guide" before
realizing that this is the card
Rivers and channels with names of locks and
approval places,
-Decend the Marne and then the Seine,
it's already a beautiful trip!
Listen: "The Méricourt lock"
and Grand Quevilly, Saint-Martin-la-Garenne ,,, "
Looks like a poem ,,,
-Put, but the Canaries, It's not bad too,
The Marquesas, Ah, the Marquesas!
Come in my arms, marquise,
Over the water, dance,
Cap on the Maldives And the Solomon Islands,
-In the islands, downwind, It is much more charming,
And the Tuamotu will
make our eyes soft,
Jazz music
accompanied by an accordion ,
,,
The window creak,
-The next day, my
mother was still as joyful,
The garden had been abandoned for a
long time, but it remained the fruit trees,
They gave well that year,
She hums,
At noon, my father invited her to have lunch
on board to show him where he was in the cabin,
-So, are we going to sleep?
-It's far from over, -You will add shelves,
And what is that?
-It's the card table!
-And François? Will he have his cabin?
-Well sure, let's see!
-At to eat, They connected a radio,
I got rid of the table
And I went to find Joëlle,
In 4th grade, I had a girlfriend,
I made her geography cards ,,,
In exchange, I was carrying his schoolbag,
She lived near the Marne, But she never went there,
So I showed him the corners I had discovered,
The most beautiful places in the river,
Light piano notes
,,,
Manouche jazz music
,,,
They had closed the house and brought something to sleep ,,,
I can't tell you
What I felt ,,,
It was weird,
I should have been happy The boat was almost finished,
Apart from that it lacked 40 cm on the berth made by my father,
,,,
It was more like at first,
I suddenly felt,
As if I was the one who was gone,
A rooster sings,
The birds stretch,
,,,
Radio broadcasts seagull cries,
,,,
Caquet hens,
-And François?
Why is he not there?
-It goes to the mountains with a boyfriend,
I'm going to drive them to the station,
-Oh yes ? To you, he talks to you!
Announcement :
-Voie 2, Watch out for the doors, Departure,
Whistle
The motor starts,
,,,
The train brakes,
Sweet music
The bus starts,
,,,
Enchantress music
,,,
-You help me, please?
She laughs,
Wait! Is this your swimsuit, this thing?
-Be what?
,,, I forgot it,
-It's horrible, -But it is good!
Rope tension
Cry of joy
Hey, don't approach! -For what ? Do you have a fish?
Exclamation
What a beautiful fish!
Joëlle sings,
Hey ! Look at !
-Or ? -The there!
What is this ?
Mysterious music
,,,
They howl,
Sad music
,,,
Caquet hens,
Ringing
Hammer blows
-Manner I was on vacation "In the mountains",
My uncle Jean has appeared,
We hadn't seen him for years ,,,
I liked my uncle,
He was different from my father, younger,
More fun,
In this photo,
It's when they were 20 years old, Before he left for Africa,
He owned a motor show for large fishing,
The boat amazed him, He visited everything,
When he learned that my father has been working there
for 3 years, he offered to come to Christmas to finish him,
Like that, we would put it in the water all together in the spring!
I was not there, but I guess
my father turned to my mother,
She spoke to him with her
eyes and my father said yes!
Fire crackles,
You would like it, To live alone on a boat for months and months?
-No,
-Plus of school, more friends, More parents!
Slocum, he left 3 years to go around the world,
She spits,
-3 years? What he had to bother!
Ah, by the way, I brought your postcard,
-See! -I already have a stamp, you just have to draw the stamp,
-Chamonix ,,,
Is it in Savoy or Haute-Savoie?
You know, I don't think it got bothered,
He came to him full of adventures,
Once, in the Indian Ocean, he arrives
on an island where there is a party,
Traditional
songs ,,,
François Reading Slocum: My anchor
boat, I stayed on the bridge to
listen to the songs coming from the shore,
A canoe approached 3 young women,
One of them greets me from the native sentence:
"Talofa Li", Which means: friendships to you!
"Talofa Li", I answer him,
Another asks me: -You come alone?
-Yes,
-It is not true,
You had companions and you ate them!
She inspires then laughs,
-C'an cannibals He had to have the trouble!
-A had the trouble, just now,
-So there, surely not!
-You had the scare! -Cland, you're going to see!
-Resse! Hold ! -Aie!
Hawaiian
music ,,,
What will you do after college?
-I know nothing, I think I will leave,
Yes, the day of my 15th birthday, I will leave,
-And your parents, What will they say?
Little laugh, -They will not see it,
They are both so good that they will not even realize it,
-Has are still in love at their age?
-Yeah, I swear!
Frogs coarse,
Water flows peacefully,
,,,
Caquet hens,
-Is it François? What does he say?
-Oh, as usual,
-"I eat well, I have fun, I think of you,"
Make it see ,,,
Does it come from Chamonix?
But they were wrong at La Poste, They put the Savoy stamp,
-Oh well, listen to that,
Nautical living room, He finished his boat!
"Landing up tomorrow at the Nogent Bridge,"
Here we go ?
Strokes
Played music with accordion
,,,
Mechanical tohu-boh
,,, ,,,
Break of glass and general jubilation
Applause
Fanfare
,,,
Skipper
Public vasts
,,, ,,,
Disappoints exclamations
Laughter
,,,
Pouring rain
An engine grows,
-A my return,
I don't know how we found ourselves in Normandy,
My grandmother had to pretend to die,
It happened to him from time to time,
Metal shock
My mother taking care of her, I went out to see the sea,
My father was out too,
Why did I follow him?
Water drips,
His steps are approaching,
Powerful and breaking wind
I observed it for a while,
He stayed in the night for a long time
to look at the sea that we did not see,
Strong swell -What you
say about this time, sailor?
Wady sea, right?
-We can't see her,
-We can't see it but you feel it,
And wind, do you hear it? Force 7? Force 8?
-Heu ,,,
-Sur a such sea, What are we doing?
-We reduce the canvas,
We take 3 risks in the mainsail or we put in the cape,
-A the cape? -Yes,
The turmoil bordered to the wind,
If necessary, We go a floating anchor,
He laughs,
-With what you spikes in the library,
You have become a real sailor,
Mist's horn in the distance
Maritime bells
Why left you, the other time?
-The berth is too small!
-I will suit that,
And where have you left?
Did you go see your father?
-Me Father?
Pffff,
Who is my father, According to you?
No, I have a hut, on the Marne, I was with a girlfriend,
-Sur la Marne ,,,
On the Île aux Rats? -You know the Île aux Rats?
-I was 13 years old, me too,
I had a cabin but not yet a girlfriend,
-Dis, p'pa, -Yes ?
-The boat, is it true that you will finish it with Jean?
-Put well,
-You know, I could help you for painting, if you want,
-We'll see,,,
Calm music
,,,
-The following week, I saw the neighbors go up the wall,
This is the date they had set,
They could have waited a little!
My father helped them without saying anything and got back to work,
It looked like the wall, by closing on
the boat, gave him even more freedom,
My mother finished the fittings of the cabin,
She bought the Atlantic
cards that I colored with her,
And my uncle Jean arrived,
With him, Everything would be finished in 2 months,
We would pass the boat through the bottom of the garden, with the crane,
I went to see ,,,
For some time, Everything has accelerated,
Jazz music
rhythmic hammer blows ,
,,
Of course, no more
space for us on the site,
There was no more money either,
We sold the 4CV, My mother has resumed a job,
We postponed the launch,
The rain falls crazy,
,,,
Mysterious
music ,,,
The train brakes,
Whistle,
In 55, I already knew that I
will not pass in the second,
My mother had found a solution, and 3 times a
week, I was going to Paris in the decorative arts,
-SO ? Tell !
-We make that still lifes, It's cheerful,
The car starts in a rush,
Are you taking the road to the Marne?
-A little detour, like that,
Do you tell you? -Yes,,,
Say, M'Man, I wanted to know,
Did you call it Slocum? -Ton father?
She laughs,
No, it's Jean,
She expires,
It's an old story,
When they were young, your
father already dreamed of a sailboat,
Maybe even going around the world,
-He wanted to make fun of him? -Oh no, I don't think,
It's like that between brothers,
-You think he's going to finish it one day, The boat?
-Why do you say that ?
-Parce that the other night ,,,
Hey, be careful! There is someone on the road!
The car brakes,
-But it's Jean!
She inspires,
The car stops,
The doors open,
But what are you doing there? -I go!
I come to help him, He breaks my mouth,
-Rock ? It doesn't make sense!
Go up, I bring you back, -No, go ahead,
I manage, I have my bag,
Sorry, François, It's better like that,
-M'man! Come on, come!
The car starts in a rush,
She runs and skids,
-But it's not possible,
real kids, These two!
Do you have an idea of ​​what happened, you?
Raffut
,,,
The shutters creak,
The steps creak,
The Rafft is gaining in intensity,
Small shouts
of effort ,,,
-Do you are there?
-The bridge was over! Why do you take it off?
-A idea that came to me tonight,
Do you remember this batch of Iroko seen at the sawmill?
It costs almost nothing,
It will be much more beautiful, right?
-And Jean?
What does he say? -And I have another idea,
Come and give me your opinion,
SO ?
What do you think?
It's not beautiful, right? Of course, we deviate
from the Slocum boat, But he won't hold it against it,
Light laugh
and then, wait!
It allows me to enlarge the Rouf!
And you will have your cabin, son,
Sweet
music ,,,
The car brakes and skids,
,,,
-Rock !
You are here ?
Rock ?
Did you see it?
-Regarde, he's here!
-Eh well, well done! You got well -brought up,
It's nothing, He has a solid skull, your father,
Can you explain to me?
-A know what took him,
Carrion!
I had not promised anything, Do you know, right?
-Yes, I know, I know, But don't move!
Good,,,
The skin is a little torn off,
-We got guided during the day but nothing too bad,
-And tonight? -I should have been wary,
He posed his tools and never stopped looking at me,
Suddenly, He threw himself on me,
-Low that, without saying anything?
What were you doing when he looked at you?
-Eh well, you see, I dismantled the whole back,
I will add 70 cm,
It will make him a beautiful line,
François understands me and knows what the line of a boat is,
Jean, he doesn't understand!
"Finish!"
He has that word in his mouth, And after?
If it's over, it's over, what!
Damn then!
Rhythmic music on piano
,,,
Pencil friction on the board
Sweet music on the piano
Seagues and waves
,,, ,,,
-Joshua Slocum reached Newport on June 27, 1898,
Having completed his 46,000 -mile cruise around the world
In 3 years, 2 months and 2 days,
He left his boat where he had put it in the water,
at the mouth of the Acushnet river,
,,,
A rooster sings,
I stayed for some time
without seeing my parents,
I had been received in the decorative arts and housed at my aunt's in Paris,
A Sunday, I went to see them ,,,
Caquet hens,
,,,
-It sold it last week, A Dentist from Créteil,
Direction: The Côte d'Azur,
She laughs,
-I was over?
-It lacked more than a layer of paint,
They made him go through the orchard, behind,
-With the crane? -Yes,
With the crane ,,,
-You take the garden back? -Climbing beans!
But it depends on the place that will stay for me!
Didn't you see your father? He is in his office,
His steps are heavy,
-What do you say?
-It is not bad!
-It is more seated in water than the other,
More cushy, Smaller too,
Lady ! There are only two of us, NOW !
Repeated blows -Joëlle
knew that I was there,
She joined me,
From my room, We watched them both,
-What are they doing?
-They will build a boat,
-Ah good ? And are they going to go around the world?
-The world tour ,,,
They have already done so, The world tour,
In their garden!
Music playful to
the accordion ,,,
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