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Enz - My Store - 2007

Welcome to the shop Enz, his first solo album, released on the label PadBlem who also built a catalog of quality. Then his hand found a world jazz, great as we like, built mostly by Boogie rock and Styx, and Enz captivated our attention with a myriad of topics varied and well treated, a mark of great Mc. A great album then, consistent and coherent among the best in recent years.
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Clip: Like other
Track test: Open Mic

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Blackalicious - Blazing Arrow - 2002

Blackalicious consists of beatmaker Chief Xcel and MC Gift Of The Gab. To go straight to the point like an arrow inflamed, it's an album of genius, with this crew is constant innovation, and when coupled with quality is a joy. Gift of Gab is one of the most gifted mc there, chained exercises rhymes with disconcerting ease and flow with a large and powerful productions. At this level, however it is a feast of "risk taking", a musical leg also shifted as successful. In short, Blackalicious, and I applaud moves his head, period.
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Clip: Make You Feel That Way
Track Test: Paragraph President

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Protest

I started gently enough to follow the demonstrations against the pension reform. I was in the motorcade in the spring, I was again in September but I was not very concerned. In the photographic sense, not involved in the subject.

Until the street began to radicalize, downstairs from me. One evening, I arrived to join the procession route, but in the end I realize it has already dissipated. A wave motion of several small groups of people seems to be heading towards the seafront Arriving near the prefecture, I see around me everyone stops there, under the oaks, and began to wait .

Until the first jet bottle of beer, which meets the first jet lacrymo. And we go for confrontation. 100 civilians against 100 policemen.

That evening, I take that glass on his head and I'm going to contact. I go into the subject and the subject is not far from me in return.

Since the shutter has eased. So, frankly, a screw has jumped into the back of my Bronica: it ran too fast, it was too hot.

Guys cleanliness service set fire to the asphalt after an elongated thirty bins across a major axis of downtown. A little later, I joined the Donges refinery ...

Blocking renewable. Before dawn, the Prefect chooses 4 or 5 names from those nominated by the managers of the refinery. Policemen were sent to requisition types at home at 6 o'clock in the morning. Menace (before children): 6 months imprisonment and 10,000 euros fine.

from 7am to 8am, all radios announced that the refinery is released. At 9am, the strikers resumed the blockade of the site throughout the day. Before JT 20H, the reality TV program may resume: CRS storm.

But it's not over till it's not finished.

Zenza Bronica C

Zenzanon MC 80/2.8 + 100/2.8 Zenzanon

Fuji Neopan 400, Kodak Tri-X

Kodak & Ilford XTOL Developer ILFOTEC LC29

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Puzzle - Puzzle - 1999

Puzzle is a Parisian group consisting of 4 MC: Resha, The Real Ben, and Zedoo Tony, this is their first album. Format
short but high quality. Speech but with a wry good humor all recited in a deep voice. Logilo to producing a good boom bap sounding ahead of the date of recording sound.
Gather together and you get a choice piece to add to your mosaic French rap.
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test track: I'm gonna change

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Bad Lieutenant remake the real

At the end of We Own The Night by James Gray (2007), Eva Mendez Joaquin Phoenix does not reach. She does not attend the final ceremony police. Joaquin Phoenix believes the show. But she did not come. James Gray is playing with our feet. She's gone. Forever. Joaquin Phoenix has decided to join the police, abandons his drugs, his power, his father died, he returned to normal. So, she left. He knew. Nicolas Cage in Bad Lieutenant The , Port of Call - New Orleans (2009) by William Herzog suffered a fate quite different. Eva Mendez is still with him. During the final police ceremony, it is not only there but also pregnant. It is therefore, if you will, this super-or triple that. Because the film is to speak the omnipotence of the creator. William Herzog defies gloomy and fatalistic gears that should have lead as Nicolas Cage, his father, Eva Mendez death. He thwarts a minute and solves all problems violent, painful, that the film has managed to impose on them thoroughly. William Herzog also creates loopholes that moist and warm welcome. James Gray drives nails, darkening the landscape, produces the ambiguity moral, and leaves no open window. His talent, so obvious, so grand, so New York, is an art contrite mold (New York is a city that is falling apart). His films are acts and characters locked in permanent state of asphyxia. His eldest Bavarian wiser. And, similarly, his films have never changed. Without doubt they have become more beautiful, less forced, more delicate. They are borrowing a reasonable practice, clairvoyant, gifted miracles. William Herzog's films are soft and tender. They are marked as such dementia. The Bad Lieutenant, Port of Call - New Orleans is not the remake of Bad Lieutenant Abel Ferrara (1992). The twentieth century is over, thankfully.

Rémy Russotto

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Blue Scholars - Blue Scholars - 2004

is the first album Blue Scholars, the eponym, or rather its republication. Big album, beat with a high quality atmosphere warmer than on the second LP and a Geo which fly from A to Z. Enjoy it until the next left the duo with impatience.
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clip: Freewheelin
Track test: The Inkwell

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Merci Juliette Binoche

The girl committed suicide:

O n would crawl into her lap, chrysalis wet it melt, curl up in its milk, flesh light . It would be splashed with his childish laugh, feel his hand on his long, thin skin, falling asleep in his languid vocals, everything is suggested, so close, so close.

Penetrated a female who would heal the abandonment, injuries, insults, looks heavy in the run, she donated herself. Everything is calculated, but everything is given freely. Is leaving his body sway to tangible, the girl committed suicide was not his account of love. She sailed throwing everything into the sea

She writes in his notes:

"My dreams are too intimate to Be Revealed in public." ("My dreams are too intimate to be publicly disclosed.") You want to remain silent and to imagine his dreams. What are your dreams Marilyn? What is Your Dream? Would it be other than what you imagined?

capsized his hope work, she found some bridges possible to avoid dying. His taste for perfectionism, she dropped the bridle, preferring the truth of acting classes, psychoanalysis sessions, readings, friendships. Relief is the buoys are made more and deeper contrasts become stronger, there was still time to reach? She says she can never be happy, but she knows to be gay. She wanted to engender itself, reborn, focus on independence, the way an artist. Her power, she saw, but the die was cast.

She lost; but there is something ever given, ever won. "I feel like I'm Not Existing In The Human Race at all." ("I feel like if I did not at all part of humanity.") Marilyn is of a different nature, a comet whose hair still releases its dust;

each of its echoes in whispers the vast, black sky sparkles forever its suns.

You are infinite.

Juliette Binoche about Marilyn Monroe

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sardine

It's been long since I am attracted by the photos "at sea". Recreational activity, not my thing. But the work at sea, the roughness of the fishermen, their thick hands, the slickers covered with scales in taste the smell of oil ... Raahhhh ! Say no more here I am all excited.

During the last month I spent some time admiring the photos of Michael Thersiquel drawn by Jean-Jacques Verlet-Banide (photographer based in Locronan) for the book A Britain deep. For me a story at sea is more beautiful in black and white, preferably at night and there must have "substance".

I had already talked about the series " Trawler " performed by Cyril Rabiller. I admire this series, besides I bought him a draw in September, but I did not want to do the same thing. Just to see that he had done led me to do it too.

There was a combination of circumstances. I met with Robert and Nicole Yann. A meal, the opportunity arises to ask to be introduced ... and here I am a few days later on the quay of St. Guénolé. That night, Robert spun me a pack of beers that do not arrive empty-handed. I ship to 22H and the boat leaves the harbor.

The operator had warned his fellow quietly: had not fished for a week, it might be pushed to the island of Sein. I try to disconnect my brain to my stomach. The sea is calm, but rather the fear that makes me a knot in the stomach. But once you have exceeded the tags, the boat goes faster and spray me cool. I am happy to be here, happy not to go and crawl under the duvet tonight.

Say like this, it looks simple: in the Bay Audierne boat spotted a shoal of sardines. He warns other vessels, which turn up. The boats are divided area. Night has fallen, but I see the lights of other vessels not so far.

I interrupt my discussion in the cab with the great Bruno about Daniel Pennac (he reads Fairy rifle, I dare not tell him I've never read ). And the maneuver begins in the dark.

The boat moves slowly unwinds and ring net at full speed in the sea I do not not realize but I am told that is a circle. The great Bruno in the back shouted toward the cabin "quarter" ... half! ... Three quarters! "

So the net is closing at the bottom and trap the fish in a bag of 340 meters by 70. And the great Bruno and his comrades are beginning to trace the hand, drawing on the buoys and folding it all as it must for the next haul.

It wriggles on the back of the boat, but I did not realize. The guys already know that fishing is good. The net is tightening on the flank of the ship to port. Hordes of seagulls panic, I would not even think we could see at night. That's where the lights are lit and I panic in my lap.

Then everything goes very quickly, at least for me. At first thread of sardines which appears above the hold, I refine my development ... and the time I press the shutter button, 200Kg of fish come from falling into the hole. I'm stung and I put a kick in the butt to get close and trigger faster.

Two sweeps, five tons of sardines. The holds are not only fourteen when the latter is paid from the bridge. Once the maneuver is complete, trace the boat to the port. The waterline at the bow is awfully high. When the sea is so calm, you can not fill the boat like that. The guys on board to relax, smoke a cigarette. The atmosphere is cheerful, I am asked if I intend to return within a week.

It is only half the night and we will be the first to return. Another boat broke down his net, crew members will spend the rest of the night to repair the dock and they will not pay.

It's all quite a mess. But I am dying to return there.

Zeiss Ikon + Canon 35 / 1.5 LTM

Ilford HP5 + exposed at 1600ISO & Ilford LC29 ILFOTEC

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