Bachar Mar-Khalifé
Mahmoud, Marcel et moi
Auditorium-Orchestre National de Lyon
149 Rue Garibaldi
Feb 24, 2020
8:00 PM GMT+1
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Marcel Khalifé & Bachar Mar-Khalifé
Bachar Mar-Khalifé met en scène son père Marcel Khalifé, le célèbre compositeur, oudiste et chanteur, dans un spectacle musical en hommage à son ami le grand poète palestinien Mahmoud Darwich.
C’est en chantant la poésie de Mahmoud Darwich dès le début de sa carrière que Marcel Khalife accède à une renommée internationale, bien au-delà du monde arabe. Aujourd’hui, il partage la scène avec son fils Bachar Mar-Khalifé, dont le regard sur l’amitié entre les deux artistes est le fil rouge de cet hommage. Virtuose du oud, qu’il a étudié puis enseigné au conservatoire de Beyrouth, Marcel Khalifé est l’invité des plus grandes scènes et orchestres et a été nommé Artiste de l’Unesco pour la paix en 2005. Avec l’ensemble Al Mayadeen, qu’il a fondé au Liban, il marie musique arabe et instruments occidentaux, compositions instrumentales et poésie chantée. Son nom reste étroitement lié à celui de Mahmoud Darwich, disparu en 2008, dont les poèmes demeurent les œuvres les plus connues de son répertoire. Avec son style mêlant les traditions orientales au jazz et a l’électro, Bachar Mar-Khalifé invite son illustre père et un ensemble instrumental à revisiter cette collaboration unique entre un poète et un musicien.
En coproduction avec Jazz à Vienne.
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February 26th 2016
Amazing performance. A lot of conviction and emotion!
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Bachar Mar-Khalifé Biography
Bachar Khalife was born on 13 February, 1983 in Beirut, Lebanon.
This means that his mother Yolla got pregnant with him in May 1982 for approximately 9 month.
Bachar's first encounter with stones was when his comrade Kifah, hiding in a tree, threw a well-sized rock that hit him in the head. That was his first encounter with stones.
In 1988 he was transferred to Algiers. The day after his arrival, he fell in the Chriaa mountains. They covered his injured head with a piece of bread. That day, all of them raised their two fingers up in solidarity.
A year later it was off to Paris, where he would be kept for the next 19 years. At the age of 11, after he had a fight with his older brother Rami, over "who's gonna get the ball from behind the wall of the garden today?", Bachar drew a white horse with wings and rode it to get the ball.
In 1998, he accompanied his father Marcel to the Justice Court in Lebanon. Upon entering the court, they were greeted with a standing ovation along with clapping, as though the audience was expecting to hear someone sing a song.
In September 2000, on the Champs-Elysees, wearing the black and white kaffiyeh won him a beating. Bachar was beaten up because he was wearing the black and white kaffiyeh. The cops did not arrest any of the aggressors and asked Bachar if he could return the phone that he reportedly stole, which was actually his own phone. On the next day, all of them raised their two fingers up in solidarity.
Two years before that, the cops fined him 100 Francs for spitting on that same avenue (he was sick) and was summoned to a hearing by the police because he spit on that same avenue (he was sick).
In July 2006, during his summer vacation in Lebanon, Bachar spent an afternoon playing football with his cousin Kiril and a few barefoot kids at a school that hosted too many people for a summer vacation. All enjoyed it very much.
That summer, he left Beirut on the Mistral boat. The trip was very long.
Today, standing on his balcony, looking over to his neighbors' balcony, he noticed them noticing him looking at their balcony. He continued to notice them pretend not to be looking at him. At this point, he, his neighbors and his neighbors' neighbors were all aware of each other looking at one another but pretending not to be intruding on each other's solitude.
At this moment of the day, he wished that all of them looked at each other's white wings thrust and all together raised their two fingers up again.
l3. January 2009.
Read MoreThis means that his mother Yolla got pregnant with him in May 1982 for approximately 9 month.
Bachar's first encounter with stones was when his comrade Kifah, hiding in a tree, threw a well-sized rock that hit him in the head. That was his first encounter with stones.
In 1988 he was transferred to Algiers. The day after his arrival, he fell in the Chriaa mountains. They covered his injured head with a piece of bread. That day, all of them raised their two fingers up in solidarity.
A year later it was off to Paris, where he would be kept for the next 19 years. At the age of 11, after he had a fight with his older brother Rami, over "who's gonna get the ball from behind the wall of the garden today?", Bachar drew a white horse with wings and rode it to get the ball.
In 1998, he accompanied his father Marcel to the Justice Court in Lebanon. Upon entering the court, they were greeted with a standing ovation along with clapping, as though the audience was expecting to hear someone sing a song.
In September 2000, on the Champs-Elysees, wearing the black and white kaffiyeh won him a beating. Bachar was beaten up because he was wearing the black and white kaffiyeh. The cops did not arrest any of the aggressors and asked Bachar if he could return the phone that he reportedly stole, which was actually his own phone. On the next day, all of them raised their two fingers up in solidarity.
Two years before that, the cops fined him 100 Francs for spitting on that same avenue (he was sick) and was summoned to a hearing by the police because he spit on that same avenue (he was sick).
In July 2006, during his summer vacation in Lebanon, Bachar spent an afternoon playing football with his cousin Kiril and a few barefoot kids at a school that hosted too many people for a summer vacation. All enjoyed it very much.
That summer, he left Beirut on the Mistral boat. The trip was very long.
Today, standing on his balcony, looking over to his neighbors' balcony, he noticed them noticing him looking at their balcony. He continued to notice them pretend not to be looking at him. At this point, he, his neighbors and his neighbors' neighbors were all aware of each other looking at one another but pretending not to be intruding on each other's solitude.
At this moment of the day, he wished that all of them looked at each other's white wings thrust and all together raised their two fingers up again.
l3. January 2009.
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