Les prénoms de Paris
Rosa
Le plat pays
Bruxelles
Les paumés du petit matin
La statue
Les bourgeois
Marieke
Madeleine
Les biches
Zangra
Le caporal Casse-Pompon
L'ivrogne
La valse à mille temps
Ne me quitte pas
Le moribond
Quand on n'a que l'amour
Seul
La dame patronnesse
Les singes
Ne me quitte pas – version 2
L'air de la bêtise
La colombe
Quand on a que l'amour
– version 2
Jacques Brel with accompanists
Recorded live at Olympia Theatre, Paris October 1961 (tracks 1-17) and
Foire de Douai, France, September 1960 (tracks 18-24)
This is part of a strong-looking stable of releases that features such
elite exponents of French chanson as Barbara, Brassens, Henri Salvador, Léo
Ferré, Georges Moustaki and Yves Montand – to say nothing of Piaf. In other
words, it’s pretty much top of the range artists in performances that run
from roughly 1948 to 1962. Brel’s disc centres on two live concerts, the
first from the Olympia in 1961 (17 tracks out of 24), a previously
unreleased performance, and the second from Foire de Douai in 1960.
It’s full of Brel’s charisma, vehement romanticism, poetry and his
occasional lachrymosity. The avid accelerandi in Les prénoms de Paris are superbly judged and show Brel, in the
pivotal years 1960-61, to have matured into a true poet-musician, a
Franco-Belgian tower of song. The performance of Le plat pays is
about as sensitive as one can imagine, though there are residual signs that
Charles Trenet still held a spell over Brel in the avuncular up-tempo Bruxelles. The avuncular brio here sounds slightly – though
attractively – retrogressive in the context of the more up-to-the-mark
material.
The narrative theatricality he could summon up, as in Zangra, is
intense in this Olympia concert, his way with parlando supreme on its own
terms. Then there’s the verve he brings to L'ivrogne ensuring that
the programme enjoys a natural rise and fall, a diminishing and
intensification of feeling. Quite how he manages the tongue-twisting
demands of the virtuosic La valse à mille temps I don’t think I’ll
ever quite now – constant practice one assumes – with principally
accompaniment here from accordion and drums. Naturally it’s followed by Ne me quitte pas with its deft
orchestral underfelt, as affecting as ever.
The items from the Foire de Douai concert the previous year feature a much
smaller instrumental backing – piano, bass, and probably – hard to hear –
drums. He sings two items that appeared at the Olympia - Quand on a que l'amour, a masterclass in how to build a song from
a bare wisp of voice to full declamatory passion, and Ne me quitte pas which may be a touch less intense than the
Olympia performance but no less wrenching for all that.
Patrick Frémeaux’s notes are in French and English and sport a fine essay
on Brel live in Paris. The sound is hardly hi-fi: it’s good for the
locations and circumstances. I invariably find Brel enthralling and this is
no exception to the rule.
Jonathan Woolf