music

Some time ago, I discovered Truth by Alex Ebert.

This week at the Off Courts Festival, I had the pleasure of filming a music video for the guest band

I’m belatedly exploring the works of Giorgio Moroder, aka Giorgio, who seems to have

If you had asked me the day before yesterday, I would have told you I'm not really into concerts.

The music is too loud. There's too much commotion. It's too long.

Another Surprise Culture Night!

Originally, it's a soundtrack of a video installation by Pipilotti Rist, a cover of Wicked Game.

I quite liked the original, and once again, no one bothered to notify me of this new version that you all know and that I only discovered this afternoon on the beach:

During this holiday season, a song that celebrates love. (Not the possessive and sentimental love of American romantic comedies, but the pure and immediate love of Eastern wisdom.)

Before, I used to joke that only my mom read this blog.

Recently, I got proof that not even she does.

Of course, you've been listening to this on repeat for years, while I, foolishly, have just been listening to the original – which is

Swamped before the September screening of Version 1 of the film for the Ponts et Chaussées.

Of course, you know him. Because you're cool like that, and nobody tells me anything.

Did you notice how the music from Kubrick's 2001 A Space Odyssey makes everything seem strange? No? Well, I have:

I'm rediscovering Leonard Cohen: The Partisan, yes, but also "Who by Fire" which speaks to me quite a bit in these times of Zen exploration.

My song of the moment.

Of course, you've known about this song for ages. Because you guys are cool.

A few years ago, I started using electronic music to add sound to my films.