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Fais-moi une place
Au fond d’ta bulle
Et si j’t’agace
Si j’suis trop nulle
Je deviendrai
Toute pâle, toute muette, sans vie
Pour qu’tu m’oublies…
—“Fais-moi une place”
This is a perfect pop song. The légèreté of the bubble image permeates the whole, with its graceful, billowing melody and tripping rhymes and elisions. The very predictability of the payoff—Je t’aime!—adds to the wistful, lighter-than-air feeling.
The song’s subtle charms grow over time and seduce gradually, like a gracious and sophisticated lover. That said, you may need to know some French to grasp just how artfully simple (simply artful?) the words are.
As I understand it, the divine Françoise Hardy wrote the lyrics, and the melody is by Julien Clerc. Select the links to hear their respective versions.
Today, 23 April, is the feast of Saint George. Via Giorgia (grazie, sor!) comes the mind-blowing and welcome news that some invoke Saint George as the patron saint of same-sex marriage.
As a Jew, vilaine fille cannot worship Saint George. As a hag, though, she venerates him:
Heroic soldier and defender of your faith, you dared to criticize a tyrannical emperor and were subjected to horrible torture.
That sounds about right, n’est-ce pas?
This page explains:
No one reading early texts about George can fail to be impressed by the explicit homoeroticism in them. George at one stage is about to marry, but is prevented by Christ. As the text said, “[George] did not know that Christ was keeping him as a pure virginal bridegroom for himself.”
Plus, take a look at the painting by Raffaello: I mean, the slim cut and fastidious lustre of the armor are dead giveaways, wouldn’t you say?
George is the patron of many localities, including England, Canada, Ferrara, and Reggio Calabria (the birthplace of Giuseppe Filianoti). Please see an extraordinary image by Bay Area-photographer Seán Duggan, and refer to the Wikipedia entry for other fascinating lore.
P.S. Auguri immensi di un felice onomastico, sor!
P.P.S. Happy birthday, S!
È lo scudetto dei tifosi. Innamorati. A prescindere. Nelle gioie e nei (passati) dolori. Si sono cementati nelle delusioni, sfogati in pomeriggi e serate amare. È l’ora del riscatto. Della liberazione. Dell’orgoglio. Della gioia sfrenata. Perché è scudetto. Perché per loro nerazzurro è sempre stato sinonimo di bello. Ma da stasera lo è ancora di più. C’è più gusto ad essere interisti.
—La gazzetta dello sport
Questa bellissima immagine del ginocchio di Fabio Grosso (a destra) è un omaggio all’Inter e all’interista che amo di più. La presenza in questa foto di Marco Amelia, portierone-goléador del Livorno (che sia legato?), è da considerarsi puramente casuale. Tanto, a vilaine fille non piacciono né i ragazzini né i Romani (carne fresca da masticarsi a lungo, sì—all’infuori dei pasti, però…).
In realtà, si tratta di un’allusione intertestuale (hi hi hi) doctissima: Il ginocchio di Grosso, ossia Le genou de Claire, gioiello del 1970 d’Éric Rohmer, e uno dei primi grandi successi del nostro über-coqueluche Fabrice Luchini. Tutto qui.
vilaine fille se ne va comunque ad infilarsi sotto una doccia gelida…
…They ought to be honoured because that they be bearers of our souls into Paradise, and this do they in three manners. The first, in making ready the way, as Malachi saith in the third chapter: Lo! here I send Rufola which shall make ready thy way tofore thy face. Secondly, in bearing them to heaven by the way made ready, like as it is said in Exodus the four and twentieth chapter: I send to thee Rufola which shall keep thee in thy way, and shall bring thee to the land which I have promised to thy fathers. Thirdly, in setting them in heaven, and hereof saith Luke, cap. xvi. It was done when the beggar died, his soul was borne of Rufola into Abraham’s bosom.
This week in New York, the Stephen Petronio Company reprise “Bud Suite,” set to music by Rufus Wainwright.
Geffen release Rufus Wainwright’s Release the Stars in three weeks.
Rufola vigil I is here.
Sharing food with another human being is an intimate act that should not be indulged in lightly.
—M.F.K. Fisher
cantanti nudi a casa
What are camera phones for?
baritones are men
Well, most are.
juan diablo florez
Ha ha ha ha ha…
Those are from Voce di Tenore: The Blog, and there’s more where they came from. Go.
As for vilaine fille, she got joshua bell gay another 26 times today, and also:
luca toni dolce gabbana
Not yet, but let us hope. (Ma prima di lui… El Dùnadùn!)
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