Du grabat à la scène
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Il apparaît sur la scène en s'excusant presque. Son pas est lourd, son dos légèrement voûté. Du fond de la salle déjà l'on entend les sifflets et les heurts ; lui ne s'arrête pas et tend une patte d'ours vers le micro, comme pour s'arrimer. L'ancre ainsi jetée l'homme, animal, accorde sa guitare de ses gros doigts tel un bûcheron aiguisant sa hache : avec poigne et précision. Les gens sont surpris, s'interrogent : saura-t-il à nouveau ?
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