Out of the rain, a first Welsh Videotron that I didn’t know about. Happy new year x.
Like a drop of water in May, a brand new iteration of Videotron, that I strangely named “Charactron”, has been released. Featuring my pyjama.
Improvised evening “song” about December, squirrels, nuts, guinea pigs, and childhood!
The first ever Ukulele Videotron goes deep inside but will keep it quiet outside.
Eat vegetables, eat fruit, and have a good day!
Following a uninterrupted flow of request letters from Videotron fans, I had no choice but to un-kill Videotron. As ever, it’s free of preparation, interpretation, qualification or consultation, and full of emotion.
Pimp on, Videotron.
I dedicate this Videotron to my elephant friend and my blog refreshment. Bisous et bonne nuit.
No comment because it’s just a French Fucking Videotron and I need to revamp this old piece of blog rather than playing guitar in my kitchen. I’m not HANGRY (the H makes more sense than me right now).
A special Videotron featuring a unique guest: Mr Y (my anonymous friend from Brittany) on the hidden guitar. Let’s be honest, the initial “happening” happened just before this, unexpectedly, and obviously without a recording, so we tried again, with a recording. It’s been different but we had pleasure, fun, no pain, and we don’t want glory as we know the consequences.
Hey world, two Videotron in a row is like a lot of non-sense for a short amount of time, or another way of using music, if music there is. Sorry music.
I’ve been trying to do a new videotron for months, but too much preparation kill the idea. So this one hasn’t been prepared and I’ve got a thought: should I do it more often so it gets better? I think it’s required for my own sake.