Wo ist das Meer?

i was playing some random music at home tonight and this good french oldy came out the speakers. I really like Francis Cabrel, singing feeling with his “country touch” and his nice accent too.

When I look at the video now, I can think that the design of this appartment was not that bad. Pure, empty, it is mostly what the Swedes seem to want when you look at some interior design magazines or so.

Anyway.

The phone is different but i don’t think the content of the song did change. It is a classical break up story (recurent theme for mw nowadays, but i will move on, soon, after this song and maybe a couple of good oldies too, soon, I swear!)

Francis Cabrel remembers me a guy that was at the same riding school as I when I was a teenager. As you may know, riding is pretty much a girly thing when you are between 10 and 30 maybe. When I was young, there were like 3 boys for 20 girls or so. I was not that much into that -boys- then, but there was this one, Matthieu I think, who could play guitar. The only one of the riding school who hade gentle hands with horses mouths actually. Maybe because he was playing guitar, dunno.

Anyway, he was driving a blue mobylette and was living alone in an appartment above the cinema in St-Dié des Vosges. He was pretty tall, blue or green eyes if i remember well and was coming from Epinal, the “big” town. He arrived in our riding school because he was learning to become a riding instructor. The fact that he came from Epinal made him as an unlike guy. Yeah, you know, big cities… I may have been 14 or 15 when he arrived, I don’t remember well, I was already driving my
scooter, so maybe 14. ah yeah.I thought he was a pretty arrogant guy because he was telling my girl friends that they were only dummy chicks. Maybe it was true. The fact is that he was all the time playing guitar for them and every felt in love with him withouth any succes, he was rejecting every one. He was too tall and too old (+3 years maybe) for me, so I never gave a fuck of this kind of stories but I liked him for his guitar playing. He could bring you to tears only with Petite Marie and this was mervellous

But this b*****d also sent me a couple of time to the store to buy him some Toblerone while he was working. ahahha I only made it because i thought it woul dgive me some status, like the learning instructor’s dog or so.

hehe Matthieu, really no idea of what you areup too now, you may be 30, riding instructor somewhere, maybe married with 2 kids, cheating on your wife or maybe you did study something else to put you out of horses shits? no idea but if you read that, just know that I think of you every time I listen to Francis Cabrel.