It is difficult to experience a tragedy in our worrying contemporaneity. Tragedy, love, this is literature, told me a great Cartesian, recently!
Unfortunately because of the Love Establishment when one break, we have to fight for alimony payments.
When he dies, she goes on meetic.fr ; when she leaves, the mistress becomes a princess.
Facing our fast life, living a tragedy is today tough.
Excepting the headlines like "At 63 years, Johnny Halliday just make a child in the back of Laetitia" I feel fairly unsatisfied about tragedies.
Facing this crowd of liars how can it be possible to renew a theatrical style as tragedy?
Well, it is already possible to use a new kind of herald : the bicyclists.
Who persists to make the Tour de France by bike even in our hypermodern times with hypermodern way of transportation.
The blind obstinacy is one of the essential attributes of classic heralds, isn't it.
Then one has to formalize its love, to declare its feelings.
Rock'n roll, even if it tends to be dead, is written to, excuse me for my triviality, in order to get laid with somebody...
But it's more romantic than love declarations from drunk people ... (do not forget the tendency for booze of many rock'n roll heroes).
To be fashionable and put a fatal blow to the heterosexual tragedy, the woman of this story is called with the name of an old crazy French, Ben Vautier.
Refering to George Sand, who was in fact a woman.
And then, because this story has to finish, we will crucify the rock'n roll hero.
But all this is nonsense and theater.
It's just gonna be a representation.
The good people will say, it is a laboratory, a representative micro-experience, a computer simulation ...
We are not apart of these people.
Between miming the tragic or be hanged?
Quite simply, we choose to mime.