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Parlez-vous Français?

Parlez-vous Français?

2008, Jeff traveled to France, just like he did in 2012, to go to the Midem Festival in Cannes, France. A beautiful place, a kind of paradise, to say the least.

Jeff, well known for being the one dealing most of the business aspects that are related to the band, went there to have different meetings. A crazy week, indeed, he came back and we could hardly recognize him. Walking all the time, without eating because of the lack of time, waking up early in the morning in order to get ready for the meetings, and coming back at impossible hours at night after the different meetings, let’s say Jeff worked as if he had been 2 or even 3 different people. He was everywhere, all the time. Continue Reading

Tour Bus Confessional: France & Netherlands

Tour Bus Confessional: France & Netherlands

Dream-like Germany was over… We left the country by night, once more, this time for a much longer ride than we had done in the last few days. But still, not so long. When you think about it, there’s around 5 hours between Cologne and Paris. You need to go across 2 countries. And a ride from Montreal to Toronto is 6 hours. We’re still in the same country, only a different province (and believe me, everything looks gorgeous when you compare it to the Highway-401, the highway between Montreal and Toronto… There’s nothing as boring as this… lol!)

So we arrived in Paris some time early in the morning. I must say, I do not really remember when it was… But I remember it was another very cold day, another gray and rainy day. Looks like we carried the English weather around with us everywhere we went on that tour!

We were parked just outside the venue… We opened the curtains to see, to our big surprise, a mass of fans already gathered around the bus! When did they get there, that early in the morning? We didn’t think about it too much, we were just happy to see them, and to finally be able to meet them all! So we got dressed up (closed the curtains before, of course…), had some coffee and it was time to get out the bus… We were all so very excited until, totally horrified, we saw our manager get out of the bus before us, in underwear, in front of all the fans, to grab his suitcase under the tour bus. Ouch. We were ashamed. And kind of feeling sorry… for the fans. We said hello to everyone, introduced ourselves, talked a bit… It was simple, yet a very good time!



The posters outside the venue

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