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Pégase est également lumière et mouvement. Il est le cinéma, le mouvement cinétique. Le flux et le reflux des vagues.
Le cheval blanc, White horse, est le mouvement hypnotique des 24 images par seconde.
White horse c’est également les opiacés, l’hallucination des acides et la nervosité fougueuse de la cocaïne. C’est la visualisation des fantasmes. L’illusion au grand galop, l’abandon.
Le tout associé au rock, aux sons électrifiés, psychédéliques des années 70.
Le terme « rock », associé aux méduses, paraît intéressant. C’est une musique de médusation, qui produit des distorsions et des rythmes répétitifs où l’effet d’hypnose, de transe est recherché. Toutefois, c’est une expérience d’hypnose individuelle, tout en étant au sein d’un groupe. Le rock et hard-rock des 70’s ne se danse pas en couple. Marqué par les figures sombres et solitaires qui flirtent avec la mort, cette époque culturelle entretient un lien étroit avec le cinéma et l’oubli de soi.




Quand il s’arrête oh ce / cheval-mouvement / de la main ou ralentir / ralentir / son mouvement // Demi-ar temps ah / arrête oh arrête le cheval / temps quand il s’arrête / ce cheval oh / ralentir // Quand il s’arrête ce cheval / mouvement demi-ar temps arrête / - arrête / ralentir de la main oh / ralentir // Would you like to see / what else is in your bag ? / no/ box/ box // (S. watches them disappear / S. guesturing « gone ») / Gone. All gone. / more/ gone/ // What is it ? / (S. trying to pull horse out of box) / mommy help? / no/ / horse/ / Mommy/ help/ / // Boom / Boom. Uh oh what happened ? / what happened ? S. laughing pointing to the horse on / floor / Oh/ // baby eat/ baby eat cookies / baby eat cookies/ / Mommy open ? / Mommy/ / open/ Mommy open/ // What is in the box can you open it ? / can you open it ? / Box. Well, Mommy’s gonna see what’s in it / Ooh. / (S. looks inside) / More ? / more/ / more/ // Horse / (S. putting horse on chair) / there/ / (S. having trouble getting horse / on chair) I’ll help. Okay, M. I’ll help you / no room for horse / over there/ / Help ? / over there ? / (S. places horse) / There it is ! / (S. taking horse from chair) / Back, back, back / S. putting it on floor // Down, down / S. stands horse on floor // Uh, oh, there / oh / Uh, oh, there / oh //
Olivier Cadiot
Et puis le cheval mécanique, le cheval de fer, au rythme binaire et continu des voyageurs.
Le cheval carrosserie aussi, les cadillacs et autres ford mustang dont le pare-brise n’est pas sans rappeler l’écran de cinéma. La traversée du no man’s land des déserts américains, la route 66, dont la monotonie berce, ou l’attention se dissipe, la tension retombe, les nerfs se relâchent. Voyage dans l’irréel de l’érosion. Canyons et lignes droites.
Sortir de l’évidence et des sentiers battus. Etre maître de son plaisir et de sa liberté.



Here comes Easy, 
Easy Ryder  
Riding down the highway of desire. 
He said the free wind takes him higher 
trying to find his heaven above, 
but he's dying to be loved  
Dying to be loved.      
He's gonna be living so madly
Today is forever so he claims
He's talking about dying it's almost tragic baby
But don't you worry about today
We got freedom coming our way
How long do  you think he's gonna last? Can I forecast? 
See all the lovers say,  do what you please.    
gotta get the brothers together and the right to be free.       
In a cloud of angel dust I think I see me a freak.  
Hey, motorcycle mama you gonna marry me?        
Gonna be stoned crazy
Love come in kinda easy
Stoned crazy, baby
Jimmy hendrix – easy riders
Well I wish                                 
          I was a catfish                                                 
  swimming in, Lord                                 the deep blue             
  sea                          I have, ah          all you pretty womans      
                   fishin after me                       
          fishin after me                                  fishin after me    
                   Oh yeah!                             Oh yeah!              
                                                    Oh yeah                  
                                                Yeah!                        
  Well I went down                                               my girl      
 friend's house,                          an' I  sat down Lord     on her     
front step.                               But she said, ah    come in now,   
Jimi                            my husband just left,                        
                ah, just now         left                          Whoa yeah! 
                                Oh, yeah!                                     
Jimmy hendrix - Catfish blues
Are you thrilled with a room full of mirrors,
All I could see was me, 
Then I take my spirit and smash my mirrors,
And now the whole world is here for me to see,
I say the whole world is here for me to see,
Now I'm searching for my love to be.....
Jimmy hendrix - Room Full Of Mirrors
We're travelin' a speed of a reborn man,
we got a lot of love to give from the mirrors of our hand
I said Message of Love don't you run away
Look at your heart baby, come along with me today
Well I am what I am, thank God
Some people just don't understand
Find yourself first, and then your tool
Find yourself first, don't be no fool
Here comes a woman wrapped up and chained
Messin' with those fools baby, your life in pain
If you wanna be free come along with me
Don't play with man they never understand
I said find yourself first, and then your talent
Work hard in your mind for it to come alive
and then prove to the man you're as strong as him
'cause in the eyes of God we're all children to him
Jimmy hendrix – Message of love (extrait)
Youve got my heart ?speakin 'lectric water?
Youve got my soul screamin and hollerin
you know you hooked my girlfriend, you know the drugstore man
but i dont need it now, just tryin to slap it out or her hand.
Jimmy Hendrix – freedom (extrait)
The boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea 
Another boy was sliding up the hallway 
From the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating 
He merged perfectly with the hallway, 
He merged perfectly, the mirror in the hallway 
The boy looked at Johnny, Johnny wanted to run, 
But the movie kept moving as planned 
The boy took Johnny, he pushed him against the locker, 
He drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in Johnny
The boy disappeared, Johnny fell on his knees,
Started crashing his head against the locker,
Started crashing his head against the locker,
Started laughing hysterically
When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
Horses, horses, horses, horses
Coming in in all directions
White shining silver studs with their
nose in flames, 
He saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses.
Do you know how to pony like bony maroney
Do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it goes like this 
Baby mash potato, do the alligator, do the alligator 
And you twist the twister like your baby sister
I want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig your baby sister
Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the sweet pee pee,
Roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to lose control,
Got to lose control and then you take control,
Then you're rolled down on your back and you like it like that,
Like it like that, like it like that, like it like that,
Then you do the watusi, yeah do the watusi
Life is filled with holes, Johnny's laying there, his sperm coffin
Angel looks down at him and says, “Oh, pretty boy,
Can't you show me nothing but surrender ? ”
Johnny gets up, takes off his leather jacket,
Taped to his chest there's the answer,
You got pen knives and jack knives and
Switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred
Then he cries, then he screams, saying
Life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my brain
And I fill my nose with snow and go Rimbaud,
Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud,
And go Johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the watusi
There's a little place, a place called space
It's a pretty little place, it's across the tracks,
Across the tracks and the name of the place is you like it like that,
You like it like that, you like it like that, you like it like that,
And the name of the band is the
Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes,
Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes
Baby calm down, better calm down, 
In the night, in the eye of the forest
There's a mare black and shining with yellow hair,
I put my fingers through her silken hair and found a stair,
I didn't waste time, I just walked right up and saw that
Up there -- there is a sea
Up there -- there is a sea
Up there -- there is a sea
The sea's the possibility
There is no land but the land
(up there is just a sea of possibilities)
There is no sea but the sea
(up there is a wall of possibilities)
There is no keeper but the key
(up there there are several walls of possibilities)
Except for one who seizes possibilities, one who seizes possibilities
(up there)
I seize the first possibility, is the sea around me
I was standing there with my legs spread like a sailor
(in a sea of possibilities) I felt his hand on my knee
(on the screen)
And I looked at Johnny and handed him a branch of cold flame
(in the heart of man)
The waves were coming in like Arabian stallions
Gradually lapping into sea horses
He picked up the blade and he pressed it against his smooth throat
(the spoon)
And let it deep in
(the veins)
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities
It started hardening
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities
It started hardening in my hand
And I felt the arrows of desire
I put my hand inside his cranium, oh we had such a brainiac-amour
But no more, no more, I gotta move from my mind to the area
(go Rimbaud go Rimbaud go Rimbaud)
And go Johnny go and do the watusi,
Yeah do the watusi, do the watusi...
Shined open coiled snakes white and shiny twirling and encircling
Our lives are now entwined, we will fall yes we're together twining
Your nerves, your mane of the black shining horse
And my fingers all entwined through the air,
I could feel it, it was the hair going through my fingers,
(I feel it I feel it I feel it I feel it)
The hairs were like wires going through my body
I I that's how I 
That's how I
I died
(at that Tower of Babel they knew what they were after)
(they knew what they were after)
[Everything on the current] moved up
I tried to stop it, but it was too warm, too unbelievably smooth,
Like playing in the sea, in the sea of possibility, the possibility
Was a blade, a shiny blade, I hold the key to the sea of possibilities
There's no land but the land
Looked at my hands, and there's a red stream
That went streaming through the sands like fingers,
Like arteries, like fingers
(how much fits between the eyes of a horse ? )
He lay, pressing it against his throat (your eyes)
He opened his throat (your eyes)
His vocal chords started shooting like (of a horse) mad pituitary glands
The scream he made (and my heart) was so high (my heart) pitched that nobody heard,
No one heard that cry,
No one heard (Johnny) the butterfly flapping in his throat,
(His fingers)
Nobody heard, he was on that bed, it was like a sea of jelly,
And so he seized the first
(his vocal chords shot up)
(possibility)
(like mad pituitary glands)
It was a black tube, he felt himself disintegrate
(there is nothing happening at all)
And go inside the black tube, so when he looked out into the steep
Saw this sweet young thing (Fender one)
Humping on the parking meter, leaning on the parking meter
In the sheets
There was a man 
Dancing around
To the simple
Rock & roll
Song
Patty smith - land
A l’arrière des berlines
On devine
Des monarques et leurs figurines
Juste une paire de demi-dieux
Livrés à eux
Ils font des petits
Ils font des envieux
A l’arrière des dauphines
Je suis le roi des scélérats
A qui sourit la vie
Marcher sur l’eau
Eviter les péages
Jamais souffrir
Juste faire hennir 
Les chevaux du plaisir
Osez osez joséphine
Osez osez joséphine
Plus rien n’s’oppose à la nuit
Rien ne justifie
Usez vos souliers
Usez l’usurier
Soyez ma muse
Et que ne durent que les moments doux
Durent que les moments doux
Et que ne doux
Osez osez joséphine
Osez osez joséphine
Plus rien n’s’oppose à la nuit
Rien ne justifie
Osez osez
Osez osez
Osez osez joséphine
Osez osez joséphine
Plus rien n’s’oppose à la nuit
Rien ne justifie
Jean Fauque / Alain Bashung