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His name did you say maybe nothing because it is not well known on the European scene, and yet only 29 years, Kenna fate already his second album, “Make sure they see my face.” After a first album released in 2003 at Columbia Records, “New Sacred Cow, this éthiopienethiopien home begins to make itself known through the first parts of Depeche Mode or No Doubt, and videos of singles” Freetime “and” Hell Bent “Turn loop on MTV2.

It is with his buddy Chad Hugo of factors, half the production house The Neptunes, it leaves this second album, with the participation of Pharrell Williams, half of The Neptunes.

Make sure they see my face (FACE) is eagerly awaited by fans, and mixes the sounds of securities hip-hop, punk rock and electro, in the minds of the young artist. The title “Out of control” is used for advertising the PSP in North America, allowing Kenna harvest of new fans.

The clip, titled “Say goodbye to love” is also available on Youtube, and you give a small glimpse of his world crazy and electrical. You can also go to his MySpace page, as always.

Joy (Cameron Diaz) has just been dropping by her boyfriend the day of his birthday, because too proactive and not enough fun. Jack (Ashton Kutcher) is when it turned the family business by his father because he is not taking its job seriously enough. To forget their torment, Jack and Joy decide on their own to leave for the only place where everything is allowed: Las Vegas! Only one saying to the party, “what happens in Vegas, remains in Vegas.”

Accompanied each of their best friend, they will cross in the evening and will play together, all drunken alcohol. The next morning wake up, Joy discovers she has a ring on his finger… and they were married during the night! Both New York have agreed to divorce out of court until Jack won 3 million dollars at slot machines, with a piece by Joy. Legally married, the sum they deserve both. Only then, a judge decides to block money and compel them to six months of forced marriage, with monitoring a therapist couple. Joy must then go to live with Jack, and that is where the trouble begins…

Tom Vaughan Jackpot sign with a comedy classic nice and pretty together two people that oppose any appearance, which are struggling to hate before realizing they are finally love one another. For originality, be particularly appreciated the couple formed by Asthon Kutcher and Cameron Diaz, who lacks neither bite nor inventiveness to make life on the other hellish. Supported by excellent supporting actors, the film does is still more fun. A sparkling comedy that does not stall the jackpot, but you should get a very good time.

After 10 year of performances on the international scene and nearly 45 million viewers, the musical The Lion King, from the Disney cartoon that has been crying all children in a generation, came to ask her bags in France Mogador last October. Re-wrote, directed and costumed by Julie Taymor, the show is adapted by french Stéphane Laporte. After more than six months and 350,000 spectators, three Molières (téâtre music, costumes, lighting) came to crown this artistic and popular success.

Bringing together 50 technicians, 17 musicians and 40 artists, The Lion King tells the story and misadventures of Simba since its birth in songs of Elton John and Tim Rice. Slightly reconstituted for the purposes of the scene, they are enriched with music and new songs, including Zulu choirs.

Spectacle ultra-living and multi-sensory, The Lion King takes you in two hours thirty different tale Disney size. Supported by a team of dancers and actors incredible talent, directed in a scenery and costumes grandiose, this musical is a real moment of happiness, an unquestionable success that you can not miss under any pretext!

Helios is finally back! After a few months’ absence, his presence is increasingly marked in recent weeks, and we gave an entire weekend to go heaven on his gilded carriage! Others called Amaterasu, Sol, Mithra, Utu, Shamash, Tonatiuh, Surya, or Atoum Belenos, but it is since the dawn of time of the same star of hydrogen and helium that warms us and we illuminates: the sun!

So far it is, his power is magical. Apart from the fact that it allows life and directs our weather, which is still not there, the appearances of the sun are always at the root of the phenomena it is good to know spot. The first feels so personal, often indescribable, and is often a feeling of well-being and joy mixed: light. A blue sky over the rooftops of Paris, the sun knocks on the windows and trying to invite you in, it’s a good crazy.

So as everyone, a small mechanism is triggered, we are turning it into zombie. First, rethinking his wardrobe. No more sweaters and gloves, placed the scarf and winter jacket. It appears this small polo makes us a body of dream, the top which makes us a star on vacation, this jean size bass that all the friends we envy or pantacourt we had grudgingly accepted last fall. It looks in the mirror, dressed as for the summer, and is known to lack something. Sunglasses, of course!

But the zombie-attitude does not stop there. As mût by an invisible force, a herd instinct climate, everyone is at the same place. Oh, not on major boulevards to show, no. Where there is life on the waterfront, in parks, on lawns. And there is the rush. The Parisian has been waiting months to be able to show, to brown a little calves become pâlichons over time, then there is no question that this does not take advantage. In this world of impermanence and uncertainty, doubt and anxiety you prefer to lay under the sun’s UV dice his first appearances. “You never know what tomorrow will be done,” you say aficionados. Some pictures later, he is in the box, ready to squatter your screen at work.

Then this weekend, if you live in Paris, we all probably crossed. The poor and youth on suburban lawns des Halles, artists and young left on the banks of the Canal St Martin, the bourgeois on the Pont des Arts, tourists in the epicenters usual. All gathered with friends around a good bottle and a little sausage, morale very high. Because no matter the location, age or origin: we were born and all live under the same star.

Cocoon is a pretty group, which gives especially in the folk. Their first album is called All My Friend Died in a Plane Crash: I saw immediately a reference to the plane crash of Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens and The Big Bopper a February 3, 1959, “The day the Music Died “, as Don McLean sang in” American Pie “(folk-bottomed) in the early 70. But not at all, you t’emballes my daughter, total disappointment… But what age do they have?

Morgan, the singer at a keyboard 19 years, and Mark, the singer ukulélé, a 22. They are young, cute, they sing pretty well (even if the voice of Morgan strangely recalls that of Babet, Dyonisos singer) and their songs are soft and sweet. So sweet that by the end of the concert I had a little nausea. You find yourself going even listen to them on their Myspace. Mark has an interesting voice, which may seem pinch (as they often french when they try to speak English with an accent that s’inventent), but very fair.

First, the texts… These two small french sing in English, ok, no problem, but if you try to bring you sooner you realize that the sentences did not really make sense… of course they are metaphors , “Second degree” see “the 10th degree,” naive compositions, as can be that group Indochina, but under anti-depressants and after a stay in Center Park. After a day’s work, exhausted, I really want to understand why this “climber” lost his toes and what it really means if I had to identify with him? I dropped, it is true that I wear too much interest in words…

The melody. It is rather nice, I love the ukulélé (my side “Some Like It Hot”), it is entrainante and it takes! But many of their songs are similar, but we have unveiled a title of their forthcoming album: I remember thinking very hard “nothing new, I did not buy.” Nevertheless, the title “Chupee” airs Israel Kamakawiwo’ole, but if you know, the singer who has taken “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” (extraordinary by the way!), The coup they managed to win me a smile and make me think of the holidays… I must give them at least that. For the rest, everything is slow and ethereal.

The scene… My God! Unfortunately there is a gap between the maturity of their music and short maturity. Let me explain: we were right I do not know how many jokes, ridicule, other artists (Christophe Mae should have ears that whistle…). Did they really need to get into a lather with their audiences down sharply singers of the moment? Is this really an adult? Are they good to point to claim a style and quality of music? I think that starts when it is better to be modest. And I do not speak glances lovers, anecdotes about their privacy (new dress, new haircut…): The concert is finally a scene more in their everyday life, and it is has understood.

Well, remain positive. It was still a concert nice (when you love music you appreciate always a small improvised concert, even if the group is not our preferred). The audience was mostly bobo (one would have doubted), therefore, no fights or smell of shit. I think Cocoon has touched some people (among those who do not understand English), on my side I expect they grow a little.

Growing up in France to 39-45 was a constant struggle for Jewish children, and this is tackled by Paul Bëck in this novel that imagines a happy enriched personal experience, in part autobiographical. Living in Paris with the rest of his family of Hungarian origin, Paul is sent to the province when raids began. To be collected in three unmarried sisters in a small village, Paul must take the place of a missing child and conceal her identity as a religion. It will then Daniel Descamps.

In the village, Daniel began to be known and appreciated by all, and when the Germans moved to occupy the place, they take more or less affection in this small boy with blond hair and blue eyes. Taking advantage of this total indifference towards him, Daniel grow in the insouciance alongside Lucia, an orphan fifteen years living among three sisters.

When the war is approaching the end, resistance is increasingly solid at the same time it is being undermined by the Germans. Between visiting his father who travels illegally to risk his life to come and see, and the original inhabitants shot resistance, Paul will soon not see the true face of war and occupation. The German parties, he discovered the lifeless body of Lucia in a barn. Fifteen years later, he decided to return to the village to discover the truth.

Halfway between the novel and autobiography, P’tit Paul is a personal expedition in occupied France and a trip intimate secrets in the family that everyone thought buried. By confronting the protagonists still alive in their past, Paul Bëck reveals intelligence with all that chaos of war will be allowed to conceal.

This is literature as art in general: the abundance eventually nuir. Also, in the face of an edition in good shape coming out more songs that it is possible to read, the reader is soon lost, trying to keep their heads above water in a literature whose quality n ‘ is not always proven. When after a tidal wave of books means or bad, comes the latest Elizabeth George, and frétille on s’excite, eager to tell who wants to hear that if they were to be a çi this month, this would be the one there.

Elizabeth George is an American novelist, born in Ohio, who taught English in California and spent a dozen years to dissect the greatest songwriters Edgar Allan Poe, Agatha Christie, PD James-for its students. She began writing in 1988 with a survey fog, successful and international awards for literature police. Within the purest tradition of the British detective novel, it brings together a pair of investigators from New Scotland Yard contrasting the social origins around criminal investigations in a dozen thrillers.

Last born of his pen, Anatomy of a crime begins with a fatality, a crime which will be staged briefly after five hundred pages of extraordinary genesis. While their mother is hospitalized in psychiatry, that their father died and their grandmother who abandons the student to return to Jamaica, Campbell three children land in the corridor of their aunt Kendra. Loaded despite her raise, this single lives in a poor neighbourhood of London. While Ness, the big sister, sinking into drugs and Tobie, the youngest, shuts himself in his mental disorders, Joel tries to survive in a difficult neighborhood while protecting his younger brother mockery of the kids neighbourhood.

Like a coroner, Elizabeth George dissects the course of young people left to fend for itself in a population abandoned. In a detailed analysis and intelligent, she proceeded to the best of this criminal autopsies inevitable drift that led to the worst. The anatomy of a crime dissected to live.

The new wave of Israeli cinema comes out in force this time on screen french. With My father, my lord, we discover the first film by a young director who knows his subject: he was raised in a family Jewish ultra-Orthodox in Jerusalem.

Menahem is a boy who in three or four years will experience a great event: his bar-mitzvah. In any case this is what keeps him repeat his father, Abraham, a chief rabbi of the community. This man brimming with faith lives only by religion and the teachings of the Torah guide lower facts and gestures of everyday life. With his wife Esther, totally devoted to his family life, it naturally raise Menahem with rigid and strict principles, in perfect accord with Jewish law. But Menahem was a child, curious about everything and not including why it has always done so many sacrifices.

This is rather austere: drawing from both Kieslowski and Bergman, My father, my lord is not really a movie light, as many say immediately. In s’immergeant almost the entire duration of the film in this universe very religious, the director does not leave the viewer any time break. There is therefore all the more strongly the pressure Abraham (a name much symbolic) poses to his family members. The film is taut as a rope, always on the verge of collapse.

The denunciation of too strong can take place that religion in some family is very well staged. It also retains the provision of the Israeli actress, Sharon Hacohen Bar, who with his face bright and in a few scenes happens to live a character moving. That said, My father, my lord is a film requiring passionnera surely anyone who is interested in the religions, but to discourage those who want to spend a moment of relaxation.

When he’s not in emergencies (ER), the Middle East (Syriana, 2005), black and white (Good night and good luck, 2005), swindler in Las Vegas (Ocean’s Eleven, Twelve and Thirteen , 2001, 2004 and 2007) or representative of coffee capsules, George Clooney plays American football, took his showers all dressed and made his clothes to dry on the windows of the train. What else?

In 1925, American football was still in its infancy, and players were all professionals, actually, fans foaming all cities, playing every game, hoping to earn a few dollars. Trainant behind an image of drinkers invétérés trends baggareuses, footballers are struggling to find sponsors willing to support them. For example of the Bulldogs, the team whose Dodge Connelly (George Clooney) is master, which lost its main sponsor, forcing the crew to return to their earlier life.

But that is not counting on the determination of Dodge Connolly, which is unfair that the university complies with the football stadiums, and not professional football. At C.C. Frazier (Jonathan Pryce), it will negotiate a young player full of talent, Carter Rutherford (John Krakinski), which lags behind him a glorious past to war in order to fill stadiums and raise funds.

This new essort of professional football is not without attracting the attention of the young and beautiful journalist Lexie Littleton (Renée Zellweger), which will not agree to the favors of the two personalities of the team. Discovering the truth about the heroic exploits of Carter Rutherford, journalist y vera an opportunity to give a boost to his career…

Film mixed, dupes Games brings together two stories under the same tent. On the one hand, the poster U.S. puts forward the “history of football, consistent with the original title Leatherheads (literally” head of leather, leather helmet worn by the players to protect themselves) and on the other hand, the poster with a French love story with this title games dupes. Navigating between two waters, the film is a slice of history staged with the dynamism of a Clooney and the charm of a Zellweger, who, if you lose it does not, you should provide a good time.

Since the recent opening of St Pancras International, the french have more excuses not to travel to London at least once in their life journey time Eurostar shortcut, affordable arrival at heart of the capital. Perceived misconstrued as an open-air museum, London is not only the refuge of royalty, protocols and Big Ben. In 48 hours, it is possible to transform a french lambda charge of shots into a tourist circumspect, eager to repeat the journey…

In the midst of “crisis of purchasing power,” venture two days in the capital the most expensive in the world is a crazy and reassures the middle class on the virility of a portfolio which he felt weakened by the pessimism of the press French. If Paris is, rightly, a city dear to light the rest of France, for his rent as for his spare, London is frightening when it comes to the cashier. That is reassuring, the Internet is full of good plans, and it is quite possible to live the pomp of a four-star without having to bear the actual cost.

On the spot, a few basic rules seem to apply to survive. The first obstacles are soon leaving the station, where it is fashionable to walk in looking at the ground when crossed, because if the English have good idea to drive on the left, they also know that this is not the case for everyone: the ground, it tells you which side look first before you start! Salvateur, especially when you see the speed at which cars and buses travel the city you will not see any sign of limited speed, moving the bus RATP for cars without a permit!

Anticonformiste until the end, we must also adjust to the currency… England, which is not part of the euro zone! Past few specifics, London will prove a city full of surprise, but mostly full of tourists. If you think your English work, forget, we are talking french everywhere, and given the linguistic capabilities of our compatriots, acknowledge that so much the better… The rest of your weekend alone, in love or friends, you return a facet of this huge city-about 10 times Paris-cosmopolitan and mixed. A musical, an opera, a costume tailor, a passage by Buckingham Palace, a visit to the Tower of London, a top photo of the London Eye, caramel pork in China Town or a pint in a pub in Soho, so many things to explore.

Amatrices (-ing?) Beautiful boys, forget your a priori also on the British man, thin, steep, red and pâlichon. London and its international brewing host quantity of males quite delectable, and if you’re not convinced, then go take a walk in the store Abercrombie & Fitch, where young sellers Smooth the mouths of angels will be happy you indicate where this is Polish and you know very well where he is-that you saw on the Internet.

You say that a weekend is too short. And you’re right! Take a bus imperial be pleased at Burger King, take the metro (not recommended for giants and the obese is a scale model!), Buy souvenirs for everyone, test all the beers in the same pub, knowing Harrod’s as his pocket, be intimate with squirrels St James Park, watch the changing of the guard Royal, follow a demonstration sung Bengalis, visit and see everything in two days will not be possible. Nonetheless, it is with the approach of warm weather, do not hesitate to cross the English Channel, London awaits you. As many times as necessary. How we say in English already?