Generation (In Loving Memory of Hugues Alonzo Chicoine 1948-2016)

A mix inspired by my beloved father, Hugues Chicoine, who passed away peacefully on September 2, 2016, at the age of 67. The mix contains music that we shared, that was at the core of our relationship throughout the 47 years we had together, all favourites of ours/his/mine; I feel truly blessed to have had the chance of having him as a father and as a guide to all this wonderful music, and so much more… That’s all I can say: thank you Hugues!

Generation (In Loving Memory of Hugues Alonzo Chicoine 1948-2016)

1. Father and SonJohnny Cash feat. Fiona Apple
Dad loved Cat Stevens, and of all his songs, this one is my favourite because of the line “From the moment I could talk, I was ordered to listen”, which I find amazing to describe the conflicting relation between childhood and fatherhood. I’m a big fan of Cash and Apple, so their version seemed more than appropriate to open this homage.

2. The Ink in the WellDavid Sylvian
Dad introduced me to Japan in my early teens, and we followed Sylvian when he embarked on his solo career. Brilliant Trees is one of the CDs that played the most in our apartment in the 80s.

3. The RainbowTalk Talk
Spirit of Eden remains one of our favourite albums of all time, yes even more than Laughing Stock, which is generally regarded as a better album. The Rainbow was my favourite track. I don’t think dad had a favourite one; he viewed the whole album as a single masterpiece.

4. Somebody Up There Likes YouSimple Minds
If there is one album that could be said to be THE album that was “Us”, it’s definitely Simple Minds’ New Gold Dream. The first time I flew on a plane—to go visit dad in Toronto while he was studying photography at Ryerson—I had made myself a mixtape and this song is the one I chose for when the plane would take off. The title is also befitting of a musical eulogy, obviously, and the Minds chose this title as an homage to David Bowie and his song Somebody Up There Likes Me.

5. Architecture and MoralityOrchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark
Another one of our classics. Hugues was a big OMD fan, up until at least A&M, not sure he enjoyed Dazzle Ships and their following pop phase, but this title track to their 1981 album was one of his favourites after Julia’s Song, which appears later in this mix.

6. Holiday on the MoonLove and Rockets
This was the soundtrack to our trip to Cancun in 1986. Dad loved the lyrics and super slow pace of this one, just as I do.

7. Opus for Four/Debut/E. F. L.The Art of Noise
This one is not necessarily one that dad especially liked, but it is one that I deeply associate with him on an emotional level.

8. The Other Side of HeavenKissing the Pink
Another lesser know band dad introduced me to, he was more of a fan of their Naked album while I preferred What Noise?, and especially this song, whose title was befitting here.

9. Horse With No NameSeelenluft
To open the 60–70’s section of this homage, I decided to use a cover version, once more. Dad loved this 1971 hit by America, but I don’t think I ever played this 2007 version by the Swiss Beat Solèr for him. I’m pretty sure he would’ve enjoyed it.

10. Carpet CrawlersGenesis
Aaah! Genesis. A major part of my childhood. Dad, mom and my Uncle Jean-François, dad’s youngest brother (we’re only 12 years apart) even took me to see the Selling England by the Pound tour at Montréal’s CEPSUM in 1974 when I was 4. But The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway was definitely his—and my—favourite Genesis album, by far. I could’ve used any song from that album on this mix, but Carpet Crawlers is one of the songs that reminds me of him the most.

11. Lucky ManEmerson, Lake and Palmer
Never grew to really like ELP, but Lucky Man was one of dad’s favourites.

12. When You’re a Free ManThe Moody Blues
The Moody Blues are even more central to my childhood than Genesis or the Floyd, and they’re another band my parents took me to see live at an age and in an era where it wasn’t commonplace to see kids at a rock concert. Dad had all their albums, and they’re probably the first band I bonded with and would put on one of their albums on my own when I was barely 5 or 6. Gotta love dad for that: he purposefully placed the turntable at a height where I could use it on my own if I wanted to. . . How wonderfully thoughtful is that?

13. Lay, Lady, LayBob Dylan
Same as ELP, I never became a Dylan fan, but dad loved this song and I quite enjoy it also.

14. You’re So VainCarly Simon
My parents had me very young, and they were, to a certain extent, what could be called hippies. As a result, it comes as no surprise that when I was merely 4, they decided to hitchhike across the country to Vancouver and back. This Carly Simon classic with Mick Jagger on backing vocals is, in my memories of that trip, the soundtrack to that adventure that took us many months to complete.

15. Summer BreezeSeals & Crofts
Frankly nothing much to say about this one except that dad liked it a lot.

16. Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo (Heartbreaker)The Rolling Stones
Dad was a much bigger Stones fan than he was a Beatles fan, and their 1973 album Goats Head Soup was one of his favourites of theirs. I love the NYC-feel of this track that he really loved.

17. Let’s Spend the Night TogetherDavid Bowie
There had to be at least one Bowie song on this mix, although he wasn’t one of the artists that played the most at home. The one album that was a mainstay in dad’s record collection, however, was Aladdin Sane, so what better segue way than his version of the Stones’ classic, which we both considered much better than the original.

18. ShadowplayJoy Division
Here we go with the 80’s segment made of bands that were central to that decade and to our life together in our legendary downtown Québec City apartment. This homage commanded Joy Division, and Shawdowplay is definitely one of our favourites, and it is one of my all-time favourite guitar solos; Barney is underestimated as a guitar player.

19. Over the WallEcho & the Bunnymen
Hugues was a huge E&tB fan, much more than me, even though I do love them. Over the Wall, from their 1981 album Heaven Up Here—a reference to the point of this homage—was one of his favouritest of the band, and definitely his favourite album of the band.

20. Dear PrudenceSiouxsie & The Banshees
Had to have a Beatles song on here, but this version is the one we shared the most. We had a radio show for a few seasons on Québec City’s CKRL community radio station in the 80s, and during one of these seasons, we put on a show that was called Like Father, Like Son where we’d play an original song followed by all it’s cover versions we could think of or find. This was obviously one of those.

21. Gimme ShelterThe Sisters of Mercy
Here’s another cover for you, and again, for all his love of the Stones, Hugues thought this version was way better than the original. All I can say is: how fucking cool is it to have a dad that loves The Sisters of Mercy when you’re a teenager into that kind of music. . .

22. King Is White and in the CrowdSimple Minds
I’ve mentioned New Gold Dream before, and dad loved this one, too.

23. Love SongSimple Minds
This definitely was dad’s favourite Simple Minds song, and seeing him dance to it in clubs was a sight to behold; since he had taken up ballet up to a semi-pro level, he moved and danced like no one else on a dancefloor!

24. Midnight ManFlash and the Pan
No idea how he discovered Flash and the Pan, but he really enjoyed what little material of his/theirs we could put our hands on at the time. I only recently discovered that it was in fact one of Australia’s Young brothers, the other siblings being members of AC/DC. . .

25. Julia’s SongOrchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark
Dad’s favouritest OMD song.

26. I Die: You DieGary Numan
Dad loved Numan, but mostly his Telekon album, and this classic from that album. I dug deeper in his discography and there are tracks that I like better than this one, but it’s still a track I love, and I have very vivid images of my dad and I enjoying it very loud while preparing dinner or whatever. . .

27. My New CareerJapan
Gentlemen Take Polaroids had such an impact on me as a young man, musically and aesthetically. I tried looking like David Sylvian on the album’s cover even to go to school, I adored their music, becoming quite a completist of their discography and even the band member’s solo efforts. I am very thankful for dad to have introduced me to their music, as I am for all the music he introduced me to.

28. Friday Night, Saturday MorningThe Specials
I think dad never quite understood my love of The Specials, which he enjoyed, but wasn’t necessarily a fan of. I chose this track because I bought this 12” the first time I visited him in Toronto.

29. PoptonesPublic Image Limited
Dad and I weren’t fans of P.I.L. except for the Paris au Printemps live album, which we positively adored, and incidentally was released as being by Image Publique, S.A. This is our favourite, especially because of the talking at the beginning of the track, which I have not included here, where Lydon says to the audience, “I’ll walk off this fucking stage if you keep spitting on me, dogs!”, which inspired the album’s cover.

30. Doubts Even HereNew Order
Of course, New Order had to be included on here; dad loved them, and Movement was definitely his favourite. Any songs off that album could have been used here, but I chose this one.

31. We Have Come to Bless this HouseSevered Heads
The first time I was in a club was at Québec City’s legendary Shoeclack, I was 13 and it was my dad who took me there. That time was the first time I heard the Heads’ Dead Eyes Opened, which is still to this day one of my favourite tracks. Dad thought Severed Heads were intriguing and liked their experimental side. He positively loved this song from their 1985 album City Slab Horror.

32. Golden BrownThe Stranglers
Another band dad made me discover through the mixtapes he would send from Toronto. When I told my mom that I wanted her to hear something he had sent and told her the band was called The Stranglers, she was kind of worried, but when she heard this nearly classical music, she was really confused. . .

33. DecadesJoy Division
There had to be more than one JD song on this tribute, and ever since I first heard this album back in the days, I’ve said I wanted this one to play at my funeral, which is why I’ve included it here.

34. Cold SongKlaus Nomi
Nomi. Dad loved him. This song seemed befitting.

35. The Great Gig in the SkyPink Floyd
Much Floyd rocked my childhood. This song, again, was quite unavoidably required on a musical homage to Hugues.

36. Concierto De Arajuez (Adagio)Miles Davis
Dad loved Miles and transmitted that love to me very early on and to this day; I even got a tattoo of Miles’ iconic “logo” of him playing the trumpet. I didn’t want to be too obvious in my choice of Miles’ song to include on this homage, and remembered that Hugues really loved Aranjuez very much, and Sketches of Spain is an album I, a lot of people, often overlook from his Gil Evans era.

37. On Earth as It Is in HeavenEnnio Morricone
Although it’s not evident in this homage, Hugues loved classical music, especially Bach. This Morricone soundtrack is hands down and by far the CD that played the most in our apartment; I had no choice whatsoever to include one of its tracks on this homage.

38. Stay—Hans Zimmer
He probably never heard this piece as I don’t think he saw the movie Interstellar. Even though I told him I had made this mix for him, he didn’t want to hear it. He didn’t wish to hear any music in the last weeks of his earthly life. I do understand why, too. I believe he started detaching himself emotionally in preparing for his departure, and hearing music and reliving memories would’ve made things harder in regard to his decision to opt for doctor assisted death. I could never resent him for not wanting to hear it, but there is a bit of regret, though. This emotionally powerful piece, which is made even more powerful by its title, seemed like the perfect coda to this homage to my beloved dad. If you’ve made it this far into this homage, you understand.

 

Following is the translation of a text I wrote a few days before dad’s death, on the night we learned when the appointment was for his DAD (doctor-assisted death, ironic, isn’t it?), and amended a little after coming home from said procedure.

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When You Dad Dies

When your dad dies, when you know it’s coming, things take on a different flavour, a different perspective.

Your dog gets on your nerves, but then you realize that right now, your dad would probably love for your annoying dog to be lying by his side, breathing calmly and warming him up.

Then again, your dad is constantly in a feverish state because his body is locked into a 24/7 battle with the invader, a thing you realized on your penultimate visit: you sat next to him in bed and after a few minutes, you said “Wow! You’re so warm…” and he explained why. . .

You do the dishes, cuz you have to. But when your dad’s dying, you feel stupid to be doing dishes while your dad’s dying.

But then you realize that while your dad is dying and you feel it’s stupid to do the dishes, he would surely prefer to be doing the dishes rather than be dying, even if your annoying dog keeps pestering him for food.

When the person who gave you your most beautiful—and some of the worse—memories of your life is fading away, it’s hard not to feel like those memories are fading away with him.

But that’s Life.

Your knee-jerk reaction is to tell life to go fuck itself.

But that’s stupid.

By the age of 7, usually, you understand that Life is also its End. You don’t understand everything it implies, but you understand that it will end someday, and that makes your head spin. . .

Telling Life to go fuck itself is normal, as a knee-jerk reaction, but it’s still stupid. Your job, at that point, is to be mature about it and to integrate this finality.

Besides, Life has weird ways of telling you things.

Take the other night. . .

We were wondering what to watch, and we’ve basically watched everything: even Netflix doesn’t have much we haven’t seen yet.

So I said, “Let’s see what’s new on the Frontline web site.”

The latest episode, I kid you not, was a report called “Being Mortal” on how doctors deal with the topic of their cancer patients’ death. You can’t make that stuff up, and I suggest you watch it, too. It’s a very good report.

People keep saying cancer is a bitch, as a matter of fact, as if it was more “avoidable” than another disease. I get that it’s a commonly accepted stance, but I find it a little cliché.

Cancer is not crueler or regrettable—or avoidable, for that matter—than cirrhosis or gangrene, all things being equal.

When you are dying of something incurable, the cause really doesn’t fucking matter, in the end.

When your dad is dying, you don’t like saying “you fucking moron, if only you hadn’t smoked your whole life”, because you’ve smoked most of your life, too. . .

Besides, the cause really doesn’t fucking matter anymore.

You tell yourself, at least if you’re like me, “I guess that in the end, life is nothing more than weighing the odds”, and you’ve known for a good while now that the odds aren’t in your favour, one way or another. . .

When your dad is dying and you two are barely 20 years apart in age, it shoves your face in the shit pile of your own mortality, especially since you still smoke.

And when your face is shoved in the shit pile of your own mortality, you seriously question yourself.

Oh! I could tell you the story of my life and all the decisions, good or bad, depending on the perspective, but it wouldn’t matter.

Your dad criticized many of your decisions, but he’s—almost—always been there.

He had warned me early on that he had his limits, and I don’t mean the limits of his own mortality, but limits beyond which he would no longer be there simply because my decision was too stupid.

My dad taught me, more or less directly, and mostly by example—the best form of education, is you ask me—to be Myself.

One of the nicest compliment I ever got—and not always as a compliment or by people who liked me—was that I am someone with integrity, someone who always tells it like it is, who never bullshits.

He never accepted—nor gave—any bullshit. He had to make extremely difficult choices in his life and, in the end, he opted for a doctor-assisted death, and the sooner, the better.

“It’s civilized,” he would say, and he was absolutely right. We will realize and accept it as such the more this approach to end-of-life is integrated in our society and its customs.

After spending the last months of his life by his side, as often as I could in person, I learned, no, relearned, many lessons from him.

He’s the one who imparted this sense of integrity on me, integrity being the thing that teaches you not to let people have the better of you just to feed their “insecurity monster”.

Because I’ll tell you this from personal experience: 9 times out of 10, people who don’t like you feel that you’re a menace or a threat to them while in actual fact, you’re just there as is, take it or leave it.

But what scares them, really, is the fact that you fully accept the “or leave it” part of that statement.

But nonetheless, when your dad is dying, you wonder: “Am I as good a dad as he was?”

My dad was not perfect, but he was perfect for me.

He taught me so much, and we shared so many wonderful moments, and music was at the heart of a vast majority of them.

He didn’t say everything, and I’ve often felt he was wrong for not saying everything.

But when your dad is dying, you try really hard to put yourself in his shoes.

And you succeed.

That doesn’t mean you understand everything. You can’t be your dad, even though he’s dying.

Besides, he wouldn’t want you to die, not just yet, because there’s nothing worse than seeing your own child die.

But nonetheless, when your dad dies, you can’t help but to want to go with him.

Except you won’t, because you’ve realized that that’s the point of having children and being someone creative — something your dad has taught you pretty much since you were born:

That’s how you become immortal and contribute to Life.

You leave your mark, and even though your dad is dead, you realize how much he left his mark on the world, and that it’s your duty to do the same and carry the torch. . .

But for fuck’s sake, even though you loved your dad so much that you’ve been preparing yourself for so long—not since the age of 7, surely, but at least since your teens—to the idea that he’s not eternal and will one day be gone, even if you had an actual appointment to accompany him on his last journey and that he made jokes and was being his verbose self to the very last second of his existence—what a man! —, despite all that and all the wonderful things he contributed to the life of so many people. . .

There’s just no words.

Yet, he would probably have found at least a thousand!

I love you Hugues.

There are only two words that are appropriate and say it all:

Thank You

 

 

Quand ton père meurt

Quand ton père meurt, quand tu sais que ça s’en vient, les choses prennent une autre saveur, une perspective différente.

Ton chien te tombe sur les nerfs, pis là tu te dis que ton père aimerait sûrement ça que ton chien soit couché à ses côtés, respirant doucement en lui procurant compagnie et chaleur.

Quoi que ton père est constamment fiévreux parce que son corps est engagé dans un combat 24/7 contre l’envahisseur et que tu l’as réalisé quand tu le trouvais chaud la dernière fois que tu t’es collé sur lui et qu’il tas expliqué pourquoi il était si chaud…

Toi, tu fais la vaisselle, parce qu’il faut bien la faire. Mais quand ton père meurt, tu te trouves épais d’être en train de faire la vaisselle pendant que ton père meurt.

Pis là, tu réalises que pendant que ton père meurt pis que toi tu te trouves cave d’être en train de faire la vaisselle, lui aimerait sûrement bien plus être en train de faire la vaisselle que d’être en train de mourir, même si ton énervant de chien arrête pas de te tourner autour pour avoir son souper.

Quand la personne qui t’a donné les plus beaux — et certains des pires — souvenirs de ta vie s’étiole, c’est difficile de ne pas avoir l’impression que ces souvenirs s’étiolent avec lui.

Mais c’est ça, la Vie.

Ton premier réflexe c’est de l’envoyer chier, cette Vie.

Mais c’est con de ta part.

Dès l’âge de 7 ans, d’habitude, tu comprends que la Vie c’est aussi sa Fin. Tu ne comprends pas tout, mais tu sais déjà que ce n’est pas pour toujours, et c’est le vertige…

L’envoyer chier, la Vie, c’est normal, sur le coup, mais c’est con. Après, ta job, c’est d’être mature et d’intégrer cette finalité.

Pis la Vie, elle a de drôles de façons de te parler.

Comme l’autre soir…

On se demandait quoi regarder, pis tsé, on a tout regardé: même Netflix a pu grand nouveautés pour nous.

« Regardons ce que le site de Frontline a de nouveau », dis-je.

La plus récente édition, je te le donne en mille, était un documentaire intitulé « Being Mortal » sur comment les médecins abordent la mortalité de leurs patients en phase terminale d’un cancer.

Ça s’invente pas… Et je te le recommande. C’est un très bon docu.

Les gens conspuent le cancer comme si c’était pire ou plus «évitable» qu’une autre maladie. Je comprends que c’est dans l’air du temps, mais je trouve cette réaction convenue.

Un cancer ce n’est pas plus cruel ou regrettable — ou évitable — qu’une cirrhose ou une gangrène, toutes choses étant égales. Quand tu meurs de quelque chose, sans appel, la cause n’a juste plus aucune fucking importance.

Quand ton père meurt, tu ne penses pas à lui dire « crisse de cave, si t’avais pas fumé toute ta vie, aussi », parce que toi aussi, t’as fumé toute ta vie ou presque… Pis anyway, la cause en question n’a juste plus aucune fucking importance.

Tu te dis — en tout cas si t’es comme moi — « OK, la vie, en fin de compte, c’est un long calcul de probabilités », pis tu savais depuis un certain temps que les probabilités ne sont pas en ta faveur, one way or another

Quand ton père meurt, et que t’as juste 20 ans de différence d’âge avec lui, ça te crisse en pleine face ta propre mortalité, surtout que tu fumes, toi aussi.

Pis quand t’as la face dans ta propre mortalité, tu te remets solidement en question.

Oh ! Je pourrais te raconter ma vie et toutes ces décisions, bonnes ou mauvaises, selon le point de vue, mais ça ne changerait rien.

Lui en a critiqué plus d’une, mais il a — presque — toujours été là: il m’avait prévenu depuis le début qu’il avait des limites — et je ne veux pas dire celles de sa propre mortalité — celles au-delà desquelles il ne viendrait pas m’aider parce que ma décision était trop con.

Mon père m’a appris, plus ou moins directement, et surtout par l’exemple — la meilleure forme d’éducation, si tu veux mon avis — à être Moi.

Le plus beau compliment, que très peu de personnes m’ont fait dans la vie — pas toujours sous forme de compliment et pas toujours par des gens qui m’aiment —, c’était de me dire que j’étais quelqu’un d’intègre, avec qui on a toujours l’heure juste, jamais de bullshit.

Lui n’a jamais accepté de bullshit. Il a pris des décisions très difficiles dans sa vie, et, à la fin, il a choisi l’aide médicale à mourir, et the sooner the better. (le lien est un PDF qui contient tout ce que tu veux savoir sur la question),

« C’est civilisé », disait-il, et il avait parfaitement raison. On va s’en rendre compte, en tant que société, au fur et à mesure que ça va faire partie de nos mœurs.

Après avoir vécu ses derniers mois à ses côtés, aussi souvent que possible en personne, j’ai appris — non, réappris — plusieurs leçons de lui.

C’est de lui que je tiens cette intégrité, cette chose qui fait que t’apprends à ne pas laisser les autres avoir le meilleur de toi juste pour satisfaire leur propre insécurité.

Parce que tsé, 9 fois sur 10, c’est juste ça : le monde qui t’aime pas, c’est parce qu’ils ont l’impression que tu es une menace pour eux, alors qu’en réalité, t’es juste là, à prendre ou à laisser, mais ce qui leur fait peur, c’est que t’acceptes totalement la partie « ou à laisser » de cette affirmation.

Quand ton père meurt, n’empêche, tu te demandes : « est-ce que je suis un aussi bon père que lui ? »

Mon père n’était pas parfait, mais il était parfait pour moi.

Il m’a tant appris, nous avons partagé tant de moments fantastiques, avec la musique plus souvent qu’autrement au coeur de ceux-ci.

Il ne disait pas tout, et j’ai souvent eu l’impression qu’il se trompait dans son choix de ne pas tout dire.

Mais quand ton père meurt, tu essaies très fort de te mettre à sa place.

Et tu réussis.

Mais ça ne veut pas dire que tu comprends tout. Tu n’es pas ton père, même s’il se meurt.

D’ailleurs, il ne voudrait pas que tu meures toi aussi, pas tout de suite: rien de pire que de voir ton enfant mourir avant toi.

Sauf que quand ton père meurt, veux, veux pas, t’as envie de partir avec lui.

Sauf que tu ne le feras pas, parce que tu as aussi réalisé que c’est ça le but d’avoir des enfants et d’être quelqu’un de créatif, ce qu’il t’as appris depuis ta plus tendre enfance: c’est comme ça que tu deviens immortel et que tu contribues à la Vie.

Tu laisses ta marque, et même si ton père est mort, tu te rappelles qu’il a marqué le monde à sa façon, et tu te dis que tu as le devoir de faire comme lui…

Mais calvaire, même si tu aimais tellement ton père que tu te préparais depuis tellement longtemps — pas depuis l’âge de 7 ans, non, c’est sûr, mais au moins depuis l’adolescence — à l’idée qu’il n’est pas éternel, et même si tu avais rendez-vous avec lui pour son départ, et qu’il est parti en faisant des mots d’esprit jusqu’à sa dernière seconde de conscience — quel homme! —, malgré tout ça et toutes les belles choses qu’il a contribué à la vie de tant de gens…

Y’a juste pas de mots.

Pourtant, lui en aurait trouvé au moins 1000!

Je t’aime, Hugues.

Y’a un seul mot qui convient et qui suffit:

Merci

 

Loungin’ with Monsieur Seb Vol. 8: The Many Shades of Jazz

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Volume 8, and maybe the best so far, of my “Loungin’ with…” series. I love it, hope you do too!

Dirtee Groove _ Ripperton presents Headless Ghost
KDIM (Max Graef Remix) _ Glenn Astro & IMYRMIND
Space Loop _ Tissu
Back To Brukka _ Henry Wu
Phase Out _ Shit Robot
Electric Garden (Deep Jazz in the Garden Mix) _ Juan Atkins & Moritz Von Oswald
Isabelle _ Kamasi Washington
Diamonds (Prod. by Royal) _ Ace Cosgrove
Lavender (feat. Kaytranada) _ BADBADNOTGOOD
WEIGHT OFF (feat. BADBADNOTGOOD) _ Kaytranada
Girl (feat. Kaytranada) _ The Internet
A Tribe Called West _ Terrace Martin
No Reservations _ Oddisee
Bullets (feat. Little Dragon) _ Kaytranada
Bergschrund (feat. Nils Frahm) _ DJ Shadow
Omega Falls _ Seapoint
Summer (Prod. by The Kount) _ Innanet James
Première neige (Boogat Remix) _ Robert Charlebois
Row Land _ Seapoint
Do The Damn Thing (ft. Snoop Dogg, George Clinton & Nipsey Hussle) (Ralph Myerz Melodramatic Remix) _ Da YoungFellaz
Castles In The Sky _ Luvless
On My Own (dub version) _ ZERO 7

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Summer Breeze XVI

sbxviHere it is, just in time for all your summer music needs! This is the revised version, because I wasn’t entirely satisfied with the one poste three weeks ago; I removed two songs from the tracklist and added one, as well as moving one from the beginning to the end of the mix to improve the flow.

Enjoy!

Click on the image (© Christelle Canivet) to download or stream from Mixcloud.

Pomo _ Cherry Funk (feat. KAYTRANADA)
Siren with Mr. Reed _ A-way
Lindstrøm _ Home Tonight Extended Version
Roberto Rodriguez (Manolo) _ Giving It All
Noir & Haze _ Around (Solomun Vox)
Art Of Tones _ Dirty Stories
Liquid Phonk _ Throw Your Hands
Daco _ Meine Killer (feat Die Hexen)
Art Of Tones _ The Rainbow Song
Mona Lazette _ Pressure Pressure (Art Of Tones Remix)
Art of Tones _ I Just Can’t (Get over It)
Flash Atkins _ Acid House Creator (Ralph Myerz mix)
Mezman _ TNA
Van Who? & Ygor Ramirez _ Arpegiu
Audion _ Mouth to Mouth (Riva Starr Remix)
Jungle _ Julia (Soulwax Remix)
Greenskeepers _ I Am Trying (The Juan MacLean remix)
Lindstrøm _ Closing Shot
Moon Mood _ Stargazing
Bassfort _ Moonlight (Kyodai Rework)
Magnus International _ Synths of Jupiter
Flash Atkins/2 Billion Beats _ Wilco
Flash Atkins _ Levenshulme Orphanage For Boys (Doc L Junior’s Flashing Thunder dub)
Shahrokh Dini _ Gohar
Marvin & Guy _ Targa (Long Drive) (feat. Sebastien Bouchet)
Von Party & Dreems _ Wet Raga

Monsieur Seb Turns 80 Two

Almost 7 years ago, I released the predecessor to this new mix of 80’s favourites, even forecasting it, although I didn’t expect it would take me 7 years to record it…

Well, here it is!

Where the first volume was more geared towards hits of the era — especially songs that played at L’Ombre Jaune, the club I hung out at in Québec City back in the day — this one is also favourites of the place, but more personal ones and more “historically” ranging (1979-1990, whereas the club was opened from 1983 to 1988). Let’s just say it’s the perfect companion to that older sibling!

Downloadable, 320 kbps version is here.

And should you be interested, our annual event celebrating L’Ombre Jaune and Québec City’s 80’s underground scene is back for a 6th edition this year after a hiatus in 2015.

Here’s the 49-song, 3:59:26-long tracklist.

  1. Rain _ Tones On Tail
  2. Somebody Up There Likes You _ Simple Minds
  3. Fade To Grey _ Visage
  4. Dr. Mabuse _ Propaganda
  5. West End Girls _ Pet Shop Boys
  6. Ice Queen _ The Stranglers
  7. Fear Of Gods _ Simple Minds
  8. Guns Of Brixton _ The Clash
  9. Big Decision _ That Petrol Emotion
  10. Poison _ The Weathermen
  11. Collapsing New People (London Mix) _ Fad Gadget
  12. The Bus _ Executive Slacks
  13. Ignore The Machine (Dub) _ Alien Sex Fiend
  14. Eighties _ Killing Joke
  15. The Living End _ The Jesus And Mary Chain
  16. Patrol _ The Wake
  17. Back In Flesh _ Wall Of Voodoo
  18. W.Y.H.I.W.Y.G. _ Front 242
  19. Theme For Great Cities _ Simple Minds
  20. Pushing Up The Daisies _ The Colourfield
  21. Ave Maria _ West India Company
  22. Mexico Sundown Blues _ James Ray & The Performance
  23. A New Outset _ Trisomie 21
  24. Testure (12 Inch Mix) _ Skinny Puppy
  25. U-Men _ Front 242
  26. Metal Dance _ SPK
  27. Attack Ships On Fire _ Revolting Cocks
  28. The Last Supper _ The Bollock Brothers
  29. Floorshow _ Sisters Of Mercy
  30. Du Und Ich _ Xao Seffcheque
  31. Film 2 _ Grauzone
  32. Pound Pound _ Jane & Jeff Hudson
  33. Lost Adults _ Voice Farm
  34. Ne Mourrez Pas _ Cham Pang
  35. Loony Bin _ Kas Product
  36. Trip The Switch _ Chrome
  37. Sunrise _ New Order
  38. Primary _ The Cure
  39. Unhappiness _ Chris Isaak
  40. Twist & Crawl _ The English Beat
  41. La Morte _ Karl Biscuit
  42. The Other Side Of Heaven _ Kissing The Pink
  43. Junk Culture _ Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark
  44. Pain Of Pride _ Pink Industry
  45. Beat Of 2 _ Palais Schaumburg
  46. Here To Go _ Cabaret Voltaire
  47. Mothers Talk _ Tears For Fears
  48. The Official Colourbox World Cup Theme _ Colourbox
  49. Dream Within A Dream _ Propaganda

Bon voyage, Monsieur Jones…

Bon voyage, Monsieur Jones… by Monsieur Seb on Mixcloud

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Yes, it had to happen…

Was it a shock, despite all of our anticipation?

Of course.

Because: denial.

David Bowie is dead.

Actually, I saw something on the Web — a comic strip, I believe — that read:

— “Did you hear Bowie’s dead?”
— “Bowie’s not dead; he just went home.”

I think that is somewhat true. Not that I’m a particularly spiritual or superstitious person, but in Davey Jones’ case, one has to wonder if he really belonged with us, mere mortals.

Of course, he did, since he passed from a very mortal disease, and we all refuse to look a fact in the face: in the end, he was just as discombobulated by Life as we all are.

Yet, in the meantime, from his first conscious memories to his last, he left us with a legacy like the world seldom sees.

I don’t want to fall into the superlatives trap, so I’ll leave the word “genius” and its ilk out of this.

But a great artist he was. Musician. Writer. Composer. Producer. Actor. Et j’en passe… Oh! and what a singer!

Wait…

Inspiration.

There! That’s his TRUE legacy.

The number of human beings he inspired in one way or another is probably even more staggering than you (or you, or I) can even fathom. And, as you have guessed, I don’t mean just artistically.

The world bears beings of this grandeur and talent only every so often, and we should all feel lucky we weren’t dead before he was born…

I’m lucky enough to have parents that are about Bowie’s age (a tad younger, really), which means I literally grew up with the man.

Obviously, it’s only in my teens that I actually developed a true appreciation for his oeuvre, an appreciation that only grew as I grew older and, hopefully, wiser. Or smarter.

Meh. Maybe not.

But more equipped to understand his art, undoubtedly.

In that sense, I feel privileged, for I was best equipped to follow his every twist and turn. When, in the 90’s, for example, he explored Drum n’ Bass or asked to be remixed by this or that producer, I was already privy to their genres, so it did not sound foreign to me.

Bowie always had his ear to the underground, as all the best artists do: they know that’s where true innovation comes from.

The Trickle Down theory simply does not work in art; it’s a grassroots process.

Few, if any, artists have disregarded conventions as defiantly as Bowie did.

You’ve probably read, throughout this sad, sad week, that he constantly reinvented himself; I believe that it was much more than that — it was a passion for communicating what he sensed were creative wells that needed to be explored… or revisited.

Was he always successful?

Hell, no!

Not all of his output is stellar; far from it…

There are almost as many misses as there are hits in his amazingly fruitful repertoire.

But Oh! the hits…

Hence this selection: these are (some of) my favourites of them all, but this hommage mix could’ve been thrice as long and it wouldn’t even cover it all.

What I wanted to do here is graze on the many aspects of his intuition, inspiration, and multi-faceted talent.

There are songs of his, covers, most of which he produced, played or sang on, or inspired, and the common thread in all of them is the impact they/he on my life as a music lover…

I sincerely hope you’ll enjoy taking this trip with me, and Him.

Thank you. And Him.

  1. Are You Sitting Comfortably? _ David Bowie Narrates Prokofiev’s Peter And The Wolf _ 1978
  2. Black Star _ Elvis _ Flaming Star _ 1960
  3. Read: Does a 1960s Elvis song hold the key to Bowie’s Blackstar, and 5 other theories behind his mysterious farewell

  4. Love Is Lost _ Hello Steve Reich Mix _ The Next Day Extra _ 2013
  5. Ashes To Ashes _ Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps) _ 1979
  6. Reflektor _ Arcade Fire _ 2013 (Bowie on additional vocals)
  7. Sue (Or In A Season Of Crime) _ Blackstar _ 2016
  8. I’m Deranged _ Outside _ 1995
  9. Bring Me The Disco King _ Reality _ 2003
  10. Life On Mars? _ Barbra Streisand _ Butterfly _ 1974
  11. Cat People _ Soundtrack _ 1982
  12. 1984/Dodo Medley _ Recorded 1973, Released On Sound And Vision 1989
  13. Stay _ Station To Station _ 1975
  14. Walk On The Wild Side _ Transformer _ 1972 _ Acoustic Guitar and Produced by Bowie
  15. Changes _ Hunky Dory _ 1971
  16. It’s Gonna Be Me _ Young Americans _ Recorded 1975, Released 1991
  17. Abdulmajid _ “Heroes” _ Recorded In 78 Or 79, Released In 1991
  18. Seven (Beck Mix) _ Hours… _ 2000
  19. A Better Future (Remix By Air) _ Limited Edition Bonus Disc For Heathen _ 2002
  20. Blackstar _ Blackstar _ 2016
  21. It’s No Game _ Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps) _ 1979
  22. Heroes _ “Heroes” _ 1977
  23. Ziggy Stardust _ Bauhaus _ Single _ 1982
  24. ‘Tis A Pity She Was A Whore _ Blackstar _ 2016
  25. The Dirty Song _ David Bowie In Bertolt Brecht’s Baal _ 1982
  26. The Man Who Sold The World _ Lulu _ Single _ Vocals and Produced by Bowie _ 1974
  27. DJ _ Lodger _ 1979
  28. Somebody Up There Likes You _ Simple Minds _ New Gold Dream (81–82–83–84) _ 1982 _ Simple Minds’ band name comes from the lyrics of Jean Genie and this song is a nod To Somebody Up There Like Me from Young Americans (1975)
  29. This Is Not America _ The Falcon And The Snowman Soundtrack _ 1985
  30. Lazarus _ Blackstar _ 2016
  31. Space Oddity _ Demo Version _ 1969
  32. Sense Of Doubt / Moss Garden / Neuköln _ “Heroes” _ 1977

D/L

A Quiet Orbit; Happy Holidays, Y’all!

A Quiet Orbit by Monsieur Seb on Mixcloud

I knew I wanted to take some time during the Holidays to work on a new mix, and I thought it would be a new iteration of the Loungin’ series, and just went with the flow. It clearly is not a Loungin’, nor any other series of mixes I’ve got going, but I am immensely proud of this little number; it flows and ebbs across all kinds of genres and has an emotional thread that takes you to many light and dark places, but always in a very pleasant way. It’s also, in a way, a compilation of some of the songs that I loved the most this year as most of these tracks have been in heavy rotation since I got them… Hope you enjoy!

TRACKLIST

Song title [Mix] _ Artist (Year) (click here to download)

Holy Jungle _ Ghost Note (2012)
Sunny Bigler [Leftside Wobble Space Dub] _ Leon Sweet (2015)
I Need You More Than He _ Phil Gerus (2015)
Alright _ Kendrick Lamar (2015)
Dots & Lines _ Lupe Fiasco (2015)
Mung’s Picazzo _ Mungolian Jetset Vs Athana (2012)
After The Dance [Instrumental] _ Marvin Gaye (1976)
Body Of Work [feat. Troi & Terrance Martin] _ Lupe Fiasco (2015)
Orbiting Jupiters _ Orson Wells (2015)
Högre _ Evigt Mörker (2013)
I Remember [Nils Frahm Dub Interrupt Remix] _ Jon Hopkins (2015)
Do It (Right) [Lidell Townsell Remix] _ Shit Robot (2014)
Til U Burnin Up Pt. I _ Osunlade (2014)
Til U Burnin Up Pt. II _ Osunlade (2014)
Robin Redo (Miguel Graça Rib) _ Sean Kosa & Edan Blomme (2015)
Quiet Orbit Around Gladia _ Zadig (2015)
Last Ride of the Boogie Child _ Tim Blake (1977)
Gran Paradiso _ Prins Thomas (2013)
Black Rigsby _ Henry Wu (2015)
Moon Circuitry _ Ge-ology (2015)
Magnetic Feel [Full Joint] _ Roc Hunter (1999)
Second Summer [Dub] _ Yacht (2012)
New Paradise _ Harvey Sutherland (2015)
Test 7 _ Donato Dozzy + Tin Man (2014)
Xtension _ R.H.X (2015)

7oungin’s Here!


Yes, a new iteration in the Loungin’ series, and frankly, it’s due in large part to the fact that I’ve been using Bandcamp more and more lately and making amazing discoveries or rediscoveries — ie catalogs of artists I know but was unaware of. A downloadable mp3 file is available on request.

Loun6in’ with Monsieur Seb: The Return

So, I couldn’t sleep last night, decided to work on the new chapter of the Loungin’ series, but at some point got fed up of overthinking it, so I just hit record after deciding on what the first track would be, but no idea of where I would go from there. Recorded in one take. I like it a lot. Hope you do too!

Loun6in’ with Monsieur Seb by Monsieur Seb on Mixcloud

In the beginning there was Jack

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