tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78070393399447513252011-04-21T20:54:10.621+02:00Fourre-tout de bric et de broc, où littérature, musique et caetera se répondent dans un joyeux bordel! La langue officielle affichée sera celle de Monsieur Littré siouplé, maybe balayée un poco par d'autres, on verra. Bon, bon, on top démarre.Un matin en smokinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17715615730396713540noreply@blogger.comBlogger141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807039339944751325.post-58844165973688160732009-05-02T20:04:00.000+02:002009-05-02T20:05:26.941+02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SfyLRlhbkDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/1ywv87VMiLE/s1600-h/someyoyo11hf7.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SfyLRlhbkDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/1ywv87VMiLE/s400/someyoyo11hf7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331289193146191922" /></a><br />Vous verrez, il est patient et prend part à la douleur des autres.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7807039339944751325-5884416597368816073?l=unmatinensmoking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Un matin en smokinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17715615730396713540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807039339944751325.post-67460839980264677162009-04-06T12:17:00.003+02:002009-04-06T12:21:10.859+02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SdnWt3RZRMI/AAAAAAAAALI/_r8iRgQQSjI/s1600-h/Image4-3Travail+forc%C3%A9+impos%C3%A9+aux+populations+locales.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SdnWt3RZRMI/AAAAAAAAALI/_r8iRgQQSjI/s400/Image4-3Travail+forc%C3%A9+impos%C3%A9+aux+populations+locales.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321520518134318274" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7807039339944751325-6746083998026467716?l=unmatinensmoking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Un matin en smokinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17715615730396713540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807039339944751325.post-22198817050141908222009-04-06T12:11:00.002+02:002009-04-06T12:12:06.592+02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SdnVc3fsHrI/AAAAAAAAALA/KnPF9iFe__8/s1600-h/baechler01_body.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SdnVc3fsHrI/AAAAAAAAALA/KnPF9iFe__8/s320/baechler01_body.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321519126624870066" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7807039339944751325-2219881705014190822?l=unmatinensmoking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Un matin en smokinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17715615730396713540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807039339944751325.post-30795642147780481572009-04-05T23:06:00.001+02:002009-04-05T23:07:47.460+02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/Sdkdcg-bvZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/at6uxGBQPqw/s1600-h/stigmatisation+des+chiens+dangeureux+-+GOS.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321316810440293778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/Sdkdcg-bvZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/at6uxGBQPqw/s320/stigmatisation+des+chiens+dangeureux+-+GOS.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7807039339944751325-3079564214778048157?l=unmatinensmoking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Un matin en smokinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17715615730396713540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807039339944751325.post-77871253279781415322009-02-03T14:34:00.000+01:002009-02-03T14:35:47.375+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SYhIEUQxLUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0HyP84wj4HU/s1600-h/4.1174064031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298564200597105986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SYhIEUQxLUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0HyP84wj4HU/s320/4.1174064031.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>La poussière grésille dans un rayon de soleil, …</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7807039339944751325-7787125327978141532?l=unmatinensmoking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Un matin en smokinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17715615730396713540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807039339944751325.post-58124081529441292372009-02-03T14:33:00.000+01:002009-02-03T14:34:09.419+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SYhHvm6FNUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/-JIytIn4ZyA/s1600-h/791351599_l.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298563844824970562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SYhHvm6FNUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/-JIytIn4ZyA/s320/791351599_l.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Je vous redis que tout est parfaitement à sa place.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7807039339944751325-5812408152944129237?l=unmatinensmoking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Un matin en smokinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17715615730396713540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807039339944751325.post-64978937772867205302009-02-03T09:23:00.001+01:002009-02-03T09:25:24.729+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SYf_VVxPWLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Bg5rTsE_oUE/s1600-h/356612041_2d96906f19.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298484228710684850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SYf_VVxPWLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Bg5rTsE_oUE/s320/356612041_2d96906f19.jpg" border="0" /></a> Rien ne vaut l’imprudence, mais là n’est pas mon propos.<br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7807039339944751325-6497893777286720530?l=unmatinensmoking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Un matin en smokinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17715615730396713540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807039339944751325.post-10340396232786704052009-02-01T10:54:00.002+01:002009-02-01T10:58:41.645+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SYVx386p-wI/AAAAAAAAAEo/lmkatkbBqZw/s1600-h/l_d93d1bedd8789f43d2d1281fba2d3cc3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297765742730148610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SYVx386p-wI/AAAAAAAAAEo/lmkatkbBqZw/s320/l_d93d1bedd8789f43d2d1281fba2d3cc3.jpg" border="0" /></a>La réapparition d’un disparu reste dans les cordes du prévisible.<br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7807039339944751325-1034039623278670405?l=unmatinensmoking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Un matin en smokinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17715615730396713540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807039339944751325.post-33040514736903873212009-01-29T11:59:00.006+01:002009-01-29T12:05:27.198+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SYGMLHR0oKI/AAAAAAAAAEI/gq0K9mz0elY/s1600-h/M+bleu.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296668759324663970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SYGMLHR0oKI/AAAAAAAAAEI/gq0K9mz0elY/s200/M+bleu.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SYGMicwYZpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HzaUas8njcc/s1600-h/tof+pour+vivre+de+la+zik-DouglasGordonB.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296669160226973330" style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SYGMicwYZpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HzaUas8njcc/s200/tof+pour+vivre+de+la+zik-DouglasGordonB.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><em><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />Everything you wanted to know about MONDRIAN </span></em></div><div align="right"><em><span style="font-family:courier new;">and were too shy to ask, it’s here : </span></em><a href="http://mondriantheband.blogspot.com/"><em><span style="font-family:courier new;">http://mondriantheband.blogspot.com</span></em></a><em><span style="font-family:courier new;">. </span></em></div><div align="right"><em><span style="font-family:courier new;">Gimme gimmick : gimme MONDRIAN!</span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7807039339944751325-3304051473690387321?l=unmatinensmoking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Un matin en smokinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17715615730396713540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807039339944751325.post-42119347316989725342009-01-26T14:37:00.004+01:002009-01-26T14:39:52.310+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SX283HgheQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KrkACrzdnxk/s1600-h/l_c1f6843acf378adc7be3bcde181f8980festival+bal%C3%A9lec.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SX283HgheQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KrkACrzdnxk/s320/l_c1f6843acf378adc7be3bcde181f8980festival+bal%C3%A9lec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295596391951857922" border="0" /></a>Avec la blogosphère, on a fait ami-ami. J'y infuse tout doucement.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7807039339944751325-4211934731698972534?l=unmatinensmoking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Un matin en smokinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17715615730396713540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807039339944751325.post-66278735240509387122009-01-23T13:00:00.004+01:002009-01-23T13:04:39.067+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SXmx80J4AuI/AAAAAAAAACY/VqUBqOdAh4s/s1600-h/dylan20bob20fr9fhst9fckne2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SXmx80J4AuI/AAAAAAAAACY/VqUBqOdAh4s/s320/dylan20bob20fr9fhst9fckne2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294458495301059298" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7807039339944751325-6627873524050938712?l=unmatinensmoking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Un matin en smokinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17715615730396713540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807039339944751325.post-74826802035257335692009-01-20T12:09:00.003+01:002009-01-20T12:12:20.581+01:00<div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SXWxNJAOTTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/pcpsbcca380/s1600-h/Izvztias007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SXWxNJAOTTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/pcpsbcca380/s320/Izvztias007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293331776357158194" border="0" /></a><br /></div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Après Tony Duvert crû 2008, Nicolas Genka aujourd’hui. Elle est pas rose bonbon la commune censure.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7807039339944751325-7482680203525733569?l=unmatinensmoking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Un matin en smokinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17715615730396713540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807039339944751325.post-19292046378564911942009-01-19T10:07:00.002+01:002009-01-19T10:08:37.359+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SXRC9kYrjMI/AAAAAAAAABw/MsZT4W0xxpY/s1600-h/e45bb7eb2bde7313e10276fjx3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292929087573822658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SXRC9kYrjMI/AAAAAAAAABw/MsZT4W0xxpY/s320/e45bb7eb2bde7313e10276fjx3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify"><br />J’ai des sueurs froides. Le vent siffle dans les branches. Pour calmer ma fièvre, une jeune fille aux yeux en amande vient me poser une toile d’araignée sur la tempe. Les mêmes visages reviennent. Je lui demande poliment de me fermer les yeux. Elle rit. Ne surjouez pas, vous avez juste les amygdales gonflées. Elle me relève par le dos et commence à m’ôter de mon tricot comme une mère qui enlèverait les croûtes. Je provoque, je crie je hurle, puisque je ne sais pas charmer. Elle prend un air pas commode et approche une table à tréteaux. Elle me dit : « Le fleuve doit quitter son lit ». Je me réveille, ma mère vient d’ouvrir les rideaux de ma chambre en grand. « Aujourd’hui comme hier, je me lève pour servir l’image du régime ». J’ai quinze ans et viens d’attaquer la Chine en Histoire-Géo, même si je connaissais déjà avant, hein. C’est peut-être ce matin-ci, ou un autre aux alentours de mes quinze ans en tout cas, où j’ai décidé que je serais quelque chose comme musicien.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7807039339944751325-1929204637856491194?l=unmatinensmoking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Un matin en smokinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17715615730396713540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807039339944751325.post-53467872511421693262009-01-16T16:39:00.003+01:002009-01-16T16:45:33.027+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SXCrUwtD-lI/AAAAAAAAABQ/5ZA3_24eRWs/s1600-h/invisibleman2vr1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291917935319972434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQtFaLBlwV8/SXCrUwtD-lI/AAAAAAAAABQ/5ZA3_24eRWs/s320/invisibleman2vr1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>A sortir du lot de cette rentrée littéraire en petite forme : <em>Le théorême d'Almodovar</em> d'Antoni Casas Ros. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7807039339944751325-5346787251142169326?l=unmatinensmoking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Un matin en smokinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17715615730396713540noreply@blogger.com0