Magic night in Brossard | The press

When it tends, madam and I are going to see shows. I am not of this culture, music shows. She, yes. I am. I like that. Following her, I mean …

Posted at 7:55 p.m.

The shows too, I like it, notice.

If there was no first part, I would like to go see shows even more. But there are always first parts. As I tell you: I am not of this culture, music shows. I know there are the first parts.

But… always?

Well yes, always! are surprised by those who are from this culture in front of my astonishment.

Ah good.

A few months ago, Madame and I went to see a show at Mtelus. There was a first part, but I think the group of the first part thought it was the main dish. He had to play at least 10 tounes, all unknown, all beyond the considerable forces of my curiosity.

On (electronic) tickets, it was written: 8 p.m.

It was 9:15 p.m. and the group of the first part was still playing.

Afterwards, I think there was a half hour break. You’re there, standing in the middle of the crowd, you have a pain in your feet, you have a back pain, you want to piss a little but as I said, you are in the middle of the crowd so you hold back and the main artist, the one for whom you paid you your ticket (two), gets long in the lodge.

You wonder: But what does she do, sacrament?

You watch your phone: 9:40 p.m. …

The young Frenchwoman ended up showing up and she delivered a frankly frenzied performance. But Madame and I left before the end of the show, exhausted. It had to be 11 p.m. and it was not over.

I am not a conspiracy, as everyone knows, but I suspect that the first parts of shows, it is like the trailers and the dentyne ads in the cinema, before the film: a pretext to sell you even more empty calories (beer, mtelus; popcorn, at Guzzo, oops, no, Guzzo went bankrupt, it is what happens when you programs Anti -avorion) to be consumed during the evening …

Yes, well, I will be told that the next generation must start somewhere. I understand. I would just like the constitution to limit three the number of songs that can be played in the first part. No disposition of derogation, nothing …

Do you play four? Boom, you’re forced to teach music in a versatile.

Friday 10 days ago, Madame and I had tickets for Martha Wainwright. TIP HIGH on the ticket: 8 p.m. Cunning, we decided to leave the house around 8 p.m., in the first period of the famous game number 3 Canada-Washington, a question of arriving at the show of M^me Wainwright just in time to politely miss the first part …

We were looking for a parking lot by listening to Martin McGuire and Dany Dubé on the radio. It was the first intermission and Dany, the best analyst of our half-country, did this prediction: Cole Caufield will mark soon …

This is where we got out of the tank to go see Martha.

Did I have a mini-regret not to be able to follow this number 3 game? Absolutely, and Madame too. She who had never shown me the slightest interest in hockey until this spring listened to CH matches with amazing comments for her, like: “Be careful, they will give her an additional two! »»

In short, returned to the theater, surprise: the first part had started late and was not over! The Placier won us: there are 15 minutes left and afterwards, there will be a half hour break before the main program.

Sacra…

I do not want to launch a controversy or put myself on the back half of the city’s musical community, but I still ask the question: why do music shows never start on time?

Madame and I exchanged a look, we understood: do we go back to watch the game at home?

Cole Caufield had indeed marked the third in CH and we arrived at the house at the start of the third period, in time to live the end of this magic match, of this crazy match, carried by the crowd in the Bell center and outside: 6-3 hp.

I know it was the start of the end, that the Canadian won his only match in the series that evening. But the Canadian in series fills me. It is like the buds that green in the trees of Montreal, in early May: a sign that anything can happen. I also note that spring buds are not like musicians: they are punctual.

At this stage of the chronicle, there are undoubtedly readers who wonder: why this title, why “Magic night in Brossard”?

Answer: Elisapie.

A few weeks ago, we went to the dix30 see GrapesElisapie Isaac’s show, a fricassee of her songs in Inuktitut, in English and French.

Et Grapesit is the most beautiful condensed beauty that I saw (apart from madam) in this year of grace 2025. The costumes, the staging, the optimistic melancholy of the voice of^me Isaac: Everything is perfect in this show.

On a giant screen, we see the little Elisapie driving with her brother on a motorcycle, in the hills of Salluit, while the big one – in every sense of the word – Elisapie tells us about her big brother while the first notes of The only dreams.

It was her idol, she admired him, she told us …

Then he died in a fire, when she was very small.

And Elisapie sings this cover of Dreams From Fleetwood Mac, ten times more gently, a hundred times more nicely than the original:

Callet is dirty but

Pinguariaq aliettut pinguaravit

Arnait pitaqainnannannannan

It’s good to understand

Nartuq

I don’t know what it means, but I know it’s the most beautiful moment of the most beautiful show that I have seen for a long time. If Elisapie goes near you, don’t miss it.

In addition, the singer of the first part started on time, made only three songs (four, according to Madame) and Elisapie arrived on stage immediately after 90 minutes of beauty in three languages ​​and a thousand colors …

I never thought I would write it one day but, yes, I write it: Magic night in Brossard.