Etiket: Tremblays
Cowboys Fringants: Karl Tremblay’s wife shares a photo taken the day before his death
The wife of Karl Tremblay, late singer of the popular group Cowboys Fringants, shared a touching testimony on Saturday accompanied by a photo of the singer the day before his…
The play “Coup de vieux” marks Larry Tremblay’s return to theater writing
There are three of them — Pierre, Lucie and William — all threatened by age and isolated. The scene presents them to us around an old upright piano, in front…
[Série] Larry Tremblay’s Scenes
Taking the pretext of new appointments to the Order of Arts and Letters of Quebec, The duty invites you into the imagination of artists whose exemplary work promotes culture. Novelist,…
Podcasts | A crossing of the century and of Tremblay’s work
The first part of the podcast series The crossing of the centurybased on the romantic and theatrical work of Michel Tremblay, has been available since January 2 on the Radio-Canada…
Review | Dear Chekhov: Michel Tremblay’s love letter to actors
Throughout his prolific career, Michel Tremblay had his favorite muses and bearers of words, who knew how to convey all the brilliance of his writings on stage. It is to…
Odile Tremblay’s chronicle | The blues of our forests
In New Quebec, by Sarah Fortin, in theaters next week, the script plays familiar tunes. A classic plot in Quebec cinema, this trip to a remote region in the footsteps…
Odile Tremblay’s chronicle: books, ramparts of war
Michel Marc Bouchard heard from Anetta, his Ukrainian editor. The room Tom at the farm by the Quebec playwright had been translated, published and performed in three cities across the…
Odile Tremblay’s column: two fine flies and a thriller
We found them inspiring last Sunday at Everybody talks about it, Hillary Rodham Clinton and Louise Penny, two fine flies hovering far from cobwebs. By videoconference, at the time of…
Odile Tremblay’s chronicle: art on the line of fire
Art can be a weapon, a propaganda tool, a diplomatic asset, a song of universal pacification, but also a leaf in the wind when the sound of boots and the…
Odile Tremblay’s chronicle: Ward and Gabriel’s ring
How sad it is, this saga of singer Jérémy Gabriel who is once again pursuing Mike Ward. Make way for the story of an acute trauma, of an inner peace…
Odile Tremblay’s column: ramdam at Spotify
The decision of Neil Young, who drags his legend behind him like the tail of a comet, to withdraw his songs from Spotify, the popular Swedish music and podcast platform,…
Odile Tremblay’s chronicle: the frayed fabric of culture
When Omicron began to sweep over a bewildered world, the Quebec cultural community stoically agreed to seal off its performance halls and cinemas. A few protests flared up here and…
Odile Tremblay’s chronicle: farewell to the artists
“This world is going to eat us alive. Don’t dress me in my grave, you know I was born naked”, sang Karim Ouellet in Unrealizable. What do emotional and distraught…
Odile Tremblay’s chronicle: Houellebecq, a tired oracle
By dint of considering Michel Houellebecq as the more or less outrageous barometer of French society in our time and in the near future, his novels are expected like the…
Tremblay’s music | The duty
I have long thought that Michel Tremblay had a difficult youth. I only knew, then, his first plays and The real world? (1987). The tragic characters in these works led…