Monte-Carlo, Monaco - October 2, 2006 (1:15pm)
♫ Je me mourrais d’ennui dans la discothèque. À me faire du cinéma où le fils du Tchèque m’emmenait au galop des 220 chevaux d’une super Bugatti un soir à Miami quand un homme entra beau comme un hidalgo et me dit je suis Georges le fils de Valentino. Georges, je tangue comme un bateau ivre. Georges, les vagues du tango m’enivrent. Georges, je suis si faible entre tes bras. Georges, je suis une femme n’en profites-pas. Et j’allais m’endormir dans la discothèque. Des rêves d’Argentine bousculaient ma tête. J’y voyais un macho la rose entre les dents et j’allais m’en aller loin du bruit et des gens quand un homme entra comme tombé du ciel et me dit je suis Georges, le fils de Carlos Gardel. Georges, je tangue comme un bateau ivre. Georges, les vagues du tango m’enivrent. Georges, je suis si faible entre tes bras. Georges, je suis une femme n’en profites-pas. Georges, je tangue comme un bateau ivre. Oh, Georges, les vagues du tango m’enivrent. Oui, Georges, je suis si faible entre tes bras. Oh, Georges, je suis une femme n’en profites-pas. Oh, Georges !The first thing I saw each time that I came out of the train station in Monte-Carlo was this Bugatti and it was really super! I also saw it every time I went back to the train station there, too. It was William Grover “Williams” (1903-1945) who won the first Grand Prix of Monaco on April 14, 1929 in a Bugatti 35B that looked almost exactly the same as this statue. This work of art was created by François Chevalier and inaugurated by Prince Rainer III on May 17, 2001. Every time I saw this awesome car, it reminded me of the song Georges by Sylvie Vartan, a song that could very well have been about me! The lyrics, translated from French to English are: Georges drives a 220-horsepower super Bugatti one evening in Miami. The part about Miami is certainly true as I have lived there since the age of 12. All I have to do now is to get my hands on a Bugatti like this one! ♫ The song Georges was recorded by Sylvie Vartan back in 1977. And yes, they spell my first name with a silent “s” at the end in France, as if there was more than one of me! Sylvie happens to be my all-time favorite singer, and for many reasons: Her childhood was very similar to mine and by some strange coincidence, she ended up in Paris, just like I did! She recorded her first song when she was only 15 years old and it became a big hit on the radio in France. As I was growing up in Paris, I used to listen to her records almost every day and I became a big fan of hers, and still am to this day!When I hear the song Georges, I always wonder if she's actually singing about me. In this song, she sings in French: “George drives a 220 horsepower super Bugatti one evening in Miami”. And finally, for the time ever, I actually got to see a super Bugatti Veyron 16.4 in Miami! At $1.7 million dollars, this awesome supercar is one of the most expensive and fastest street cars in the entire world! The Bugatti Veyron features an 8.0 litre, quad-turbocharged, W16 cylinder engine and is fed by four turbochargers. I want one for XMAS, LOL!As strange as it may seem, almost everytime I go see Sylvie Vartan perform somewhere, I see a super Bugatti, although this was the first time that I actually saw one in Miami. The day when I finally get to drive one of these hot rods, Sylvie's prophecy will finally come true! On September 29, 2006, when I went to her gala in Monte-Carlo, the first thing I saw after I got out of the train station in Monaco was a Bugatti! It was a statue of the car that won the first Grand Prix of Monaco in 1929. I saw another one on February 9, 2008 at the Palais des Congrès (even though it was only a model, this was still quite a coincidence). On that day, Sylvie sang for two concerts there and I went to both of them!When the subject of Sylvie Vartan comes up, I think of endless coincidences: Like me, Sylvie Vartan was also born in Bulgaria. In 1952, she left her homeland with a group of 4 people to escape from the terror of communism. On XMAS Eve that year, she arrived in Paris with her parents and her brother Eddie.
(Photo by Jean-François Prigent, Nikon D50)