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Bernard Lavilliers unleashes his musical arrows against Emmanuel Macron

Bernard Lavilliers will publish on November 12 Under a huge sun, his 24th album… A disc born in Argentina where Lavilliers stayed for long weeks, two years ago. Several songs were written there.

Track 4, Bernard Lavilliers pulls out his claws in a piece called Beautiful Days. He attacks Emmanuel Macron head-on: “The President is on his teeth / And despite everything, he lies, brazenly denies / He is lounging, he is struggling”, he sings.

He annoys me, loose the singer. He’s a little marquis. This race of technocrats who talk like the boss of Google in front of a big screen with a staging… It’s annoying, especially when faced with things like the Yellow Vests or the Covid, things that have nothing to do with more. The Yellow Vests he deserved it because he was a little arrogant, slightly. And then, in addition, these are decisions that they take above ground. Beautiful Days it’s: close your eyes, re-elect me in 2022 and you’ll see there will be fountains of honey, it’s going to be magnificent”, comments the artist ironically.

“I’m a marginal so good politicians… I’m not a leftist, don’t get confused. I really am an outcast. What is there as a candidate apart from that? There are two: M√©lenchon who is an excellent speaker, then the newcomer, Mr. Eric… What is my style? The question is open! “

“I’m talking about death…”

The pandemic forced the singer to leave South America to return. Regretfully. Buenos Aires influenced the color of eleven pieces from this album. Delicate arrangements. Trumpet, percussion and choirs in Spanish. A sweetness that pushes Lavilliers to sing love head-on, 25 years after his meeting with Sophie. “Discretion being the main strength of Bernard Lavilliers, it’s better. Sophie, it’s not a gift either, it’s my version as a woman, it’s sporty, we’ll say that”, laughs the singer.

Almost fifty years after the title Saint Etienne, Bernard Lavilliers sings his hometown again, with the Saint-Etienne duo Terrenoire. A song about running away. “I had to go,” he sings. “It’s not an injury, it’s a decision to make. It’s not difficult basically, if you wait too long, you never leave. Leaving was to be an adventurer, I was reading Jack London . I didn’t go to be a singer, I learned the guitar, it was a way to earn a living, it was a gift that escaped me at the time.”, he recalls.

Throughout the record, Bernard Lavilliers also evokes the end, the departure… He even says in a song “to feel that life is withdrawing”. Why these winks? “It’s a vision of the end, maybe the end of the writing, of the dryness, of the end of the magic that makes you inspired. I’m talking about death, but it made me funny to write that. Maybe there are people who will be worried, but me… I consider that life is autonomous, it escapes you one day. I am alive. I am not a saint or a big believer. 75 years old? I don’t care, obviously I won’t be able to go boxing. I always want to go on stage. We say to ourselves that there are 10 freelancers left at that age… But, I have lived at least 7 lives myself. I don’t want to go back, it doesn’t interest me at all.

“I’m in the present and the near future. I was sick. It didn’t scare me at all. I knew I had a heart murmur for a very long time. I had postponed it. .. And then it happened. But it gave me the potato!”, Comments the singer who intends to make the most of these next few years.

“Beautiful Days” lyrics

Never chosen, always chosen
It’s the reign of the little marquises
A decapitated history teacher
Corona among accountants
A curfew, new laptop.

An Islamist revolution
Twisted blows, cudgel blows
They annoy us, they get out of their way
We bask, they confine us.

Chorus
But…..
beautiful days
beautiful days
Beautiful.

Under the golds of the Republic
Under the curtains, on the carpets
Rhetoricians
Never chosen, always chosen.

The President is on his toes
And despite everything, he lies, brazenly denies
He basks, he unwinds
It annoys us, it confines us.

Chorus
But…..
beautiful days
beautiful days
Beautiful.

There were princes there were pliers
Monsignor has always said it
There are princes and then also
It’s teeming with little marquises
Never chosen, always chosen
Never chosen, always chosen.

But…..
beautiful days
beautiful days
Beautiful days.

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