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Alois
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Alois c'est le prenom etrange de la personne qui a decouvert cette terrible maladie...
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That could begin with " Once upon a time " .There are a few photos which show a little boy, white socks and a navy blue pair of shorts collapsed on its bed with an accordion there, a guitar or a harmonica in hands. Psychologists still get lost in guesses: Predisposition or premeditation? Difficult to say He however likes to tell that there were artists in his family: a big father singer of music hall and a big aunt opera singer, if you please ! The more years pass and the more the desire becomes strong. The guitar becomes the indispensable object in the middle of his room with the "record player" as we said at this time. The tidal wave Beatles will make the rest, with the others of course: Pink Floyd, Who, Led Zeppelin, CSN&Yand many others. With the initiation to the classical music by the guitar came another universe of determining discoveries. A high-school degree with major in arts in his pocket, he enters Musicology to go out from it one year later, victim of the natural selection of the learned music circle. Then he joined the band Debuire Carmier Georges for a tour in France interrupted by the national service - one year - an eternity! The recording of an album with the group Opal (" La dernière toile du maître”) gave him a boost for a tour again for one year in the term of which the band splited. He pursues his road alone, continuing to write songs which he realizes most of the time himself. He collaborates with other singers (Jacky Couvreur, Mister Franck, DK ritmo) and also composes for publishing. It is not rare to see him on stage during Matches of Theatrical improvisation, shows colourful and rich in events.
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Pop Electropop
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Peak #541
Peak in subgenre #34
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January 21, 2013
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MP3 9.2 MB 320 kbps 4:00
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ALOÏS (Texte et musique : L.Debuire) C’est dans la salle des pas perdus, Que souvent je crois reconnaitre Une silhouette, un pardessus Et je me dis que peut-etre… Peut-etre que je cherche en vain Quelqu’un devenu etranger, Qui de sa vie ne laisse rien Seul et nu comme un naufrage. Alois, Alois, j’oublie ton nom. Alois, Alois, qui es tu donc ? Devant ce visage inconnu, Que je decouvre dans la glace, Je sais deja que j’ai perdu Au fil de l’eau ces quelques traces. Il me regarde et m’interroge. Dans son sommeil je le derange, Comme un mystere que l’on deloge Et dont il faudra qu’on s’arrange. Alois, Alois, j’oublie ton nom. Alois, Alois, qui es tu donc ? Je n’oublie pas que les abeilles Venaient se poser sur tes doigts Aux premiers rayons du soleil Des qu’elles entendaient tes pas. Etais tu deja loin de nous Dans ce jardin ou tu aimais Nous donner parfois rendez vous Et ou tu vivras desormais ? Alois, Alois, j’oublie ton nom. Alois, Alois, qui es tu donc ?
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