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Songs that make me cry


A song that creeps into your head and you can't get rid of is said to be “an earworm”.

Me, the songs that stick to my skin, I prefer to call them “heartworms”. 

They are embedded there and nothing can dislodge them.

My cousin Evelyne was my best friend. Jean-Pierre Ferland was his favorite singer. Un chance qu'on s'a was his favorite song. 

When she died at 48 of a dazzling cancer, I lost my cousin and my best friend at the same time. And at his funeral, in the packed church, his two sisters played A Chance We Got

What do you want? Now, every time I hear Ferland sing that, I say to myself “Lucky I got you, Évelyne”. And since Ferland became my friend when I wrote his biography, I also say to myself: “Lucky that I have you, Jean-Pierre”.

I literally crack when Sylvain Lelièvre says that he likes “useless things that make us feel good”. 

Maybe that's a song we love. Nothing but a useless thing… that makes us feel good. A melody that helps us through the most difficult times. Words which, two by two put together, bring tears to our eyes, remind us of a memory, of a loved one.

What makes a song rank first in our personal track record? It's when an author has found THE words to say exactly, precisely, what we think, what we feel, better than we can ever express.  

This pang in the heart, I feel it when I hear the dashing Cowboys sing: 

“How do these poor people/To go through the whole course/Of a life without love?” in America Cries. 

Or when, in The staircase, Paul Piché sings: “I teach you nothing when I say/That we are nothing without love/To help the world must know how to be loved”.

These authors, these composers, I love them with love. Thank you for your “heartworms”.

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