R.I.P. Rosita Salvador...

I was sadden to hear today that Rosita Salvador has passed away. She died of cancer, at age 75. (Radio-Canada: Rosita Salvador n'est plus (in French).

Who is she? A Québec singer, she sang from the late 50s to late 70s. Her real name is Victoire Bergeron. As French-Canadian as it could get. :)

Deep deep in my memory... many things linked with her songs.

For instance, "Mon coeur est en prison" (literally "My heart is in prison" ) was a song that meant a lot to my mom. She sang over and over... and over.

To me, the little infant I were... I couldn't understand words, but it got recorded in my memory. The music and the words seem joyful. It was of course much later and then when I grew up as an adult that I truly understood... and also I understood why that song was special to my mom...

It gets scary when people who are about the age of my parents... are fading away. Brrrr....

From YouTube.... Rosita Salvador and one of her hit songs, "Mon coeur est en prison (1965)".

Balmy Paris...

Ahem! NOT Paris... Hilton. :)

In my book, neither she's hot, and balmy isn't a word that would come to my mind, about describing her. :)

No, I mean Paris... La Ville-Lumière, the City of Lights. You know, that unknown place in France with that big utility pole in the center? That's the place!

(Gee whiz, I speak like a Republican. I should stop watching FOX News. :) ).

In preparation for the trip to France, earlier this morning I was on an IM chat session with one of my cousins, and along the conversation, questions were flying back and forth about the trip.

So I innocently asked... how I should get dressed?

There are those innocent questions which... the minute you asked... you should bite your fingernails from ever asking that question!!!

(Translating in English...)

-It's cooooooooooooold in Paris, right now! Dress warmly!

Somehow, I had some suspicions. You know, I'm back from Seattle... and I've heard a similar complaint from Seattlelites.

Heck, they had no snow on the ground, and I had to unzip my jacket while I was there. That tells you how "cold" it was in Seattle!

Here in Montréal, I'm drowned in a sea of snow and I better cover up and wear *winter* boots!

So, I bite...

-Ok, I said. How cold it is in Paris, right now ?

- +7ºC That's coooooold!

(For my fellow Americans: +7ºC = about 45ºF ). In other words, just as "cold" as Seattle. :)

Ooooookay...

Balmy Paris!

PS: I think that I said something similar about Seattle. I think. :)

Nor I was fully understood, both in Seattle and now in Paris.

Must be my Eskimo accent. :)

Cheers!!!

-E

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PPS: While in France, I may not blog often... for one good reason: Not all my cousins and uncles have internet access, so there will be long lapses. Please, do not panic! I'll probably be just fine... just enjoying (perhaps a little bit too much) the French gastronomy... and French wine. ;)

R.I.P. Marcel Marceau...

I've blogged this on FC a few days ago... but I'm still learning how to simulcast. The left hand doesn't always know what the right hand does. :)

RIP the French mime, Marcel Marceau.

He made silence speaks loudly. The scenes he would draw for your eyes... are unforgettable.

He passed away at the age of 84.

When you think of mime...

Isn't sign language brought to the ultimate level?

A universal language that is free of barriers and being understood... by everyone?

Aurevoir Marcel. Je garde en mémoire un souvenir impérissable!

-J