tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334256462024-03-19T05:05:18.017+01:00Blog notes... Bil MurcheBlog notes sons images passages choses échos temps chemins pointillés humeur envies aparté distiller badiner partager échanger exposer croiser gens ailleurs ici là lubies souvenirs traces lunes dérives bulles parallèles cailloux lignes fuites...Bil Murchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09666437645911496298noreply@blogger.comBlogger824125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33425646.post-62666247801414620072012-08-28T15:18:00.001+02:002012-08-28T15:21:30.431+02:00La clé sous la porte<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4dO04_3_aRsoXZq6VJHq8SNlx5mqPR1Aa_PABMpsEDA4CKd487zn_LE9gZ6C8BdDDjX_SrG59W6nGa6q74MUGIzzRN1CXGgrIl_TCJjNfn-DwZ818OimpfaWITgXsCbcqIBckBg/s1600/Porte+blanche.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4dO04_3_aRsoXZq6VJHq8SNlx5mqPR1Aa_PABMpsEDA4CKd487zn_LE9gZ6C8BdDDjX_SrG59W6nGa6q74MUGIzzRN1CXGgrIl_TCJjNfn-DwZ818OimpfaWITgXsCbcqIBckBg/s400/Porte+blanche.JPG" width="400" /></a>
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Sans rythme, la vie n'est pas au rendez-vous. Et si elle l'est par soubresauts, elle n'a pas la même saveur, pas la même intensité. Vous en conviendrez. Et puis, les points de suspension, les silences, les parenthèses... ne durent qu'un temps ou alors ne prolongent qu'artificiellement le sursis. </div>
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Vos visites, vos mots, nos liens, ces échanges, nos passerelles improbables dans ce monde ultra connecté me manqueront à coup sûr. Mais six ans plus tard (835 messages), force est de constater que ma pâleur égale le cliché du jour. Last one. Il est donc préférable de boucler ici ce qui restera un truc à part dans mon for intérieur désormais clos en cette veille de rentrée. Sans doute faudra t-il passer à autre chose. On verra bien.</div>
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En attendant, prenez soin de vous. Je resterai visiteur fidèle, ici et là. Mes liens restent indéfectibles.</div>
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Bil Murchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09666437645911496298noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33425646.post-46064326138810881492012-07-14T04:21:00.000+02:002012-07-14T04:21:44.738+02:00L'art de se défiler<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizGztWgr9pJrSASq-Br4ggTSoHXyaJKeLafYmLqEubrw3r9niTJm1OIzWluz9sVCcQpS1Bfy-ZCp8H4kgiGbTJUa10P3HizXHyy09AdGuloIWNUcw2Q-YCVYN-q3WINEtwqnNjkg/s1600/P1110537.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizGztWgr9pJrSASq-Br4ggTSoHXyaJKeLafYmLqEubrw3r9niTJm1OIzWluz9sVCcQpS1Bfy-ZCp8H4kgiGbTJUa10P3HizXHyy09AdGuloIWNUcw2Q-YCVYN-q3WINEtwqnNjkg/s400/P1110537.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /></a><br />
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<b>Un dernier p'tit tour. Arrivée en vue. </b><br />
<b>Virages serrés,</b><b> peloton compact.</b><br />
<b>Visages crispés, </b><b>cols à grimper, </b><b>piquouse au vestiaire. </b><br />
<b>Tenter l'échappée impossible, éviter le sprint. </b><br />
<b>Se tortiller dans tous les sens n'en a plus. </b><br />
<b>Le moment est venu de jouer la fille de l'air. </b><br />
<b>Yes.
Ciao.</b></div>Bil Murchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09666437645911496298noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33425646.post-8724749829317609672012-07-01T08:37:00.000+02:002012-07-01T08:37:24.781+02:00Requiem<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Le temps est venu pour la mise en veille.<br />
Bière et Demeure.<br />
Bonnes vacances à tous.<br />
Faites le bien.Bil Murchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09666437645911496298noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33425646.post-8886678248290788022012-06-14T21:15:00.000+02:002012-06-14T21:20:34.051+02:00Vincent PianinaCoup de projo. <a href="http://vincentpianina.blogspot.fr/" target="_blank">Vincent Pianina</a> tient blog sur rue et publie des pépites en vignettes BD. Humour décalé. Grince et pince sans rire. Lire et sourire. Il crée aussi des trucs surprenants et totalement <i>incredible</i> comme ce clip vidéo. Fait main. Papier, colle, ciseaux.
Franchement, c'est top, non ? Faites passer. Avec ou sans Twitt.
<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/42315862?portrait=0&color=ffffff" width="500" height="281" frameborder="0" webkitAllowFullScreen mozallowfullscreen allowFullScreen></iframe> <p><a href="http://vimeo.com/42315862">#16. Østersøen (Ödland, Sankta Lucia)</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/lpapace">Lorenzo Papace</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Bil Murchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09666437645911496298noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33425646.post-21490192848835934302012-06-12T22:00:00.001+02:002012-06-12T22:00:37.611+02:00Festival de JAZZ, Petite Pierre<a href="http://www.jazzlapetitepierre.com/" target="_blank">Le festival de JAZZ, la Petite Pierre</a>, dans les Vosges du nord, avec une programmation à faire pâlir son cousin du Gers. Visez plutôt : Anouar Brahem, si rare, si attendu... Boubacar Traoré, Zakir Hussain, Roberto Fonseca, Kenny Barron, Eric Bibb, Bojan Z, Avishai Cohen...
Bluffant sur le papier.
Petite Pierre qui roule... Rendez-vous est pris.<br />
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Sur place. Arrêt sur image.<br />
Mouvement en berne. Sédentarisation. Sclérose de printemps.<br />
Articulations rouillées.<br />
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Sortie pianissimo.<br />
Reprendre ses esprits. Tâtonner.<br />
Chercher la lumière.<br />
Prendre ses jambes. Sans à-coups. <br />
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Pendant ce temps, ailleurs...</div>Bil Murchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09666437645911496298noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33425646.post-43594970696305488802012-05-12T22:15:00.001+02:002012-05-12T22:15:55.549+02:00Samedi soir<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLg6Lxi0PIGNzB_MMzZh1PPg9LHZFCkRk0rkY6EbGQqp5XOdU2vgdvl_pkjcQpa7POhLl6OcgHjI_ISGnA63ZkAmTy-8Wme9xUJNOl0EfCdLNiB0o_G-Mu9Ze7fWpuBJloysYvRQ/s1600/P1110181.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLg6Lxi0PIGNzB_MMzZh1PPg9LHZFCkRk0rkY6EbGQqp5XOdU2vgdvl_pkjcQpa7POhLl6OcgHjI_ISGnA63ZkAmTy-8Wme9xUJNOl0EfCdLNiB0o_G-Mu9Ze7fWpuBJloysYvRQ/s400/P1110181.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /></a><i>Ne faites pas l’amour le samedi soir parce que, s’il pleut le dimanche, il ne reste plus rien à faire. <br />
Sacha Guitry</i><br />
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La France rurale scrutée à la loupe. Comprendre et tenter de re-pêcher ceux qui ont préféré l'original à la copie. Pffh. A force de chiffons et voiles agités en tous sens, voilà où nous en sommes.<br />
C'est malin...<br />
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A pied, à cheval... peu importe comment. Quoique... au prix du gasoil, on réfléchit à deux fois avant de grimper dans la voiture. Est-ce plus clair avant de glisser son bulletin ? Bah. Ni Bayrou de secours, ni un dernier Poutou pour la route. Ne Mélanchon pas tout. Ce ne serait pas Joly Joly, dit-on... La page Sarko se tourne. La Pen est pour lui. Et les fleurs, tulipes et roses, pour l'autre pays du fromage... Ach, on rigole ! <br />
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Va savoir...Bil Murchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09666437645911496298noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33425646.post-33484768225858683702012-04-16T07:30:00.000+02:002012-04-16T07:30:03.254+02:00Un train peut en cacher un autre<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Ni pédalo, ni Titanic....<br />
Juste un air d'Hugues Aufray pour vous dans la tête.<br />
Ah vous auriez préféré <i>Manureva </i>de Chamfort ? Bon. Je note. Next time. <br />
En attendant, tous en chœur !<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>C'est un fameux trois-mâts fin comme un oiseau Hissez haut Santiano<br />
Dix-huit noeuds quatre cents tonneaux<br />
Je suis fier d'y être matelot
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Tiens bon la vague et tiens bon le vent<br />
Hissez haut Santiano<br />
Si Dieu veut toujours droit devant<br />
Nous irons jusqu'à San Francisco
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>(...) On prétend que là-bas l'argent coule à flot Hissez haut Santiano On trouve l'or au fond des ruisseaux J'en ramènerai plusieurs lingots Tiens bon la vague et tiens bon le vent Hissez haut Santiano Si Dieu veut toujours droit devant (...)
Nous irons jusqu'à San Francisco...
</i></span>Bil Murchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09666437645911496298noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33425646.post-63148443181012092292012-04-14T18:23:00.002+02:002012-04-14T18:27:31.333+02:00Corée du Nord<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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La campagne officielle bat son plein depuis une semaine... Faites vos choix.Bil Murchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09666437645911496298noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33425646.post-68044741620517325442012-04-13T19:30:00.000+02:002012-04-13T19:30:01.599+02:00Concept<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Gresch Angst ? En VO. <br />
Littéralement... <br />
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Tu reçois peur ?Bil Murchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09666437645911496298noreply@blogger.com2