The Pagan Mass by Marc Labrèche


As the national holiday approaches, Marc Labrèche thinks about his death. Morbid, as a state of mind? Rather, the spokesperson appeals to the duty of remembrance. Poetic-mystical, and predictably disheveled conversation, with the actor and the guest, about the spiritual nature of this collective celebration.

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In 1975, during this mythical Saint-Jean on the mountain during which Ginette Reno urged Quebec to project itself a little higher, a little further, Marc Labrèche was 14 and lived with his mother in a tower of 18 storeys on the Chemin de la Côte-des-Neiges, opposite the cemetery of the same name. Under his balcony were the tombstones.

Cheerful, as a background … The young sixty year old laughs. “But he corresponded to my meditative state at the time,” recalls the actor, along with Salebarbes while he was behind the wheel, on his way to Quebec, where he will deliver a patriotic speech this Thursday evening in the plains, together with Salebarbes. , Richard Séguin, Marjo, Sara Dufour, Florent Vollant, Mélissa Bédard, Jérôme 50, Laura Niquay, Breen Leboeuf, Scott-Pien Picard and Lou-Adriane Cassidy.


Some of the artists who will take part in the National Day show this Thursday night in Quebec

Unpack the rest of his teenage story with this little music we know him in his voice, that of sweet delirium. “Behind the heap of tombstones in front of me the applause of a crowd rose and the voices of the great of this world gathered on the stage in the name of the homeland. And I thought, “That’s it. The dead are waking up to come and sing me something.” It was an almost voodoo experience, but hey, I read a lot Castaneda [écrivain associé au chamanisme] at that time, I may have confused the references. ”

Whether these visions worthy of magical realism are the result of his readings or of a patriotism as flourishing as it is mystical, it matters little. The tall blond still remains inhabited today by a spiritual conception of this celebration.

There is something of a pagan mass in these gatherings, and that really enchants me. I am often moved in Saint-Jean, moved by the movement of the masses towards something common. And I take this opportunity to speak to my dead.

Marc Labreche

Do you speak to his dead? Han? The conversation had begun in this typically labrèche tone, all in absurd-poetic tendrils, but suddenly took a more serious turn. «For me this celebration is linked to a duty of memory, yes. Perhaps this is my definition of patriotism: it is memory, the recognition of those who were before us, of those who passed the tests, of those who built what there was to build. ”

“And the party has an even more special meaning this year, after what we’ve been through,” he continues. There are people who will not be able to celebrate, who will not have reached today and it is in their memory that we can afford to celebrate. It is for them that we must continue to live. ”

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In 2014, on the stage of the Gémeaux gala, Marc Labrèche delivered one of his most clearly political speeches of his career. “The talent is beautiful! “, He throws him first. “Bring me some talent! Give me a country, sir, give me a country! Jean-Martin Aussant, come back! We have some beer! This tip of the hat to the sovereign militant, then in exile in England, had “come spontaneously”, he recalls today.

If he still believes in the country project – “even if I know it’s out of fashion” – Marc Labrèche now sees it more as a goal than as a horizon to aim for.


Marc Labrèche is the spokesperson for 188And National holiday.

If we have the country, so much the better, but what this project means, for me, is to continue to grow, to realize ourselves, in all this openness that we say we have towards people from elsewhere. True sovereignty, for me, exists, even if, afterwards, there are also more technical considerations, which should not be neglected if you really want to think about it.

Marc Labreche

Guest of This year however, it emphasizes the inclusive nature of this celebration, to which all Quebecers are invited, regardless of whether they tick yes or no. “Our language of a thousand accents”, this is the theme, well chosen for this guest who is among those who best shine the language of Leloup. There is even a kind of small labrèche lexicon, at the center of which words like “pelvis” or “organ” alone have the power to generate laughter.

“He adds the pleasure of communicating, of having the possibility to choose between different ways of saying things. If there are several ways to say “I love you”, it can make love more alive, more sparkling, it allows you to get out of the daily grind. I find more and more pleasure in trying to use the most exact word to say things, in the bank that I have, which is not as rich as I would like. ”

Knowing your language, in short, is a great way to get to know yourself. “It gives the tools to get out of the spleens that can attack us, to see that there is a way to tell them, and therefore, ultimately, to live them. It takes me out of my little self-centered states, frees me. The words come out of me. ”

And his organ?

Unfortunately, don’t count on Marc Labrèche to push the note on Thursday night. “I don’t have the audacity to go offer myself when I’m surrounded by such beautiful bodies. “His melody for national holidays? “Yeah, when there’s psychedelic showing up, I tend to like it. Lindberg it allows me to cross several states at the same time, to visit several countries, including mine. ”

A duet that brings together Lou-Adriane Cassidy and Marc Labrèche, around the lysergic text by Claude Péloquin, wouldn’t it be bad? “You should ask Miss Cassidy, who she no doubt would accept for elegance, because she is very generous, but I don’t want her to ruin such a beautiful career. ”

The conversation ends, Marc soon arrives in Quebec. Didn’t the reporter’s questions make him miss his exit, always? “Not at all. I’ve been keeping my eyes closed the whole time and I’m still heading in the right direction. I was probably led by angels or by Castaneda. Or by Jean-Martin Aussant.”


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