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Clelia Vega

Evidement par le piano... Mais les cours c'était Mozart et Chopin.. Respect mais marre du baratin... Subite envie de dire plein de trucs! Plus envie de coups sur la nuque! Personne pour dire "plus droits les doigts", Maintenant ce que je joue c'est du clelia! Alors c'est sûr, bah oui, c'est triste, Mélancolique, mais c'est le jeu, Parce qu'après tout, si je dis rien, je risque De vouloir me crever les yeux, Alors c'est ça le prix à payer! Ecrire les larmes pour ne plus pleurer! Bien sûr, on pourra me reprocher De ne les écrire qu'en anglais... Et puis j'ai rencontré des types, Deux gars qui faisaient du Trip Hop Avec des machines atypiques Et un pote qui faisait du Hip Hop Et ils m'ont égaré! Ils m'ont sorti de mon chemin! Je me suis vue rapper, crier, Et tout ça en bougeant les mains, Et puis je me suis vue diriger Un quartet de cordes fictif, Moi qui jusqu'à présent ne faisait Que du piano à l'instinctif... Alors voilà ce qu'il y aura ici: ce que je fais seule dans mon coin, Et toutes les rencontres avec mes copains, dont vous trouverez les sites, les liens, un peu plus loin sur la page.. Bon voyage! And then I'll try the translation, or maybe the same story in english (forgive me if I forget the details...) for my world wide friends who deserve the right to understand what I'm saying, and who I am (again, forgive me not to know it), even if it's quite obvious than I'm a girl a little lost in this gigantic web of artists. So! I started the piano at the age of 9, little girl in a family of musicians (classic, punk, rock, ... that's how the 80's were, no?). At the age of 15, sick and bored to play Mozart and Chopin ( even if I respect) I started to create my own very particular world, made of what I was living every day, and of how I felt about it. Of course, it seemed really sad and melancholic but it became a way to let my anger and sorrow go out of myself (which is quite good, when you're between 15 and 18). Now the playing/writing/singing stuff makes me feel good the rest of the time, and helps me to put some words on some sensations or feelings. I'm a smiling girl, thanks to that. Then people around me started to ask me (everytime!) why for god' sake I was writing in english. You're french, they use to say, you live here, we don't understand a single word you say! Then HERE IS the reason: they don't understand! So I can say everything I want, they can imagine or picture it their way. And that is beautiful to me. The different interpretetions you can have of a song just because you feel it differently. Later, ( a couple of years ago), I met the two MAP guys. They made me understand trip-hop music, and CYESM, with his love and caring, opened my eyes to this very different music (from what I was used to listen to). Last year I participated to their album, Blind On A Deaf World, and in the beginning of 2006, I started a collaboration with CYESM. We created a band which is now called QWARTZ. For the curious ones... Possibly maybe... A path in studio during the 2nd semester of 2007? When things will be sure, I promise I'll inform you right on this page. Thanks a lot for the support love & respect

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