On the stage of the Alhambra, plunged in a chiaroscuro, his deep voice rises:
"He speaks of death as you speak of a fruit…"
Brel lovers hold their breath.
Les Marquises,
Brel never sang it on stage, he died too early.
With open arms, almost inhabited, Arnaud Askoy continues with
Mathilde
.
He takes us to eat fries at Eugène's with
Madeleine
.
Makes us laugh with
Les Bigotes
, shudder on
Les Vieux
.
Accompanied on the accordion by Roland Romanelli and on the cello by Jean-Philippe Audin, he offers a masterful interpretation.
He sings with his body.
Gets up on tiptoes, hops, grimaces and shrugs at the right time.
His physical resemblance to Brel is striking.
They have the same jaw, but like Jean-Baptiste Guégan who sings Johnny Hallyday, Arnaud Askoy is not a double.
Just "brélien".
When the concert ends in
Amsterdam
, applause crackles.
"It is only the seventh time that he goes on stage"
, slips his
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