L’Avoir ! Ode chantée au savon

Photo credit : Agnès Desfosses


Sound and visual show

all audiences from 18 months old

Conception and direction: Laurent Dupont

Singer: Justin Bonnet

Percussionnist: Maxime Echardour

Video maker: Sébastien Sidaner

Stage manager: Bernard Beau

Costumes: Gaëtan Leudière

Created in November 2014

Production : ACTA, conventioned company: Conseil départemental du Val d’Oise, City of Villiers-le-Bel. ACTA is subsidised by the DRAC Île-de-France through a territory convention, and by the Île-de-France Regional Council through an artistic permanence convention.

Coproduction: Association Nova Villa – Festival Méli’môme (Reims – 51)

L’Avoir ! Ode chantée au savon” is a visual song in the making, just like what it evokes: it foams endlessly, dissolves, forms bubbles… A jubilant moment that leads us and leads us away into the intimacy of our memories. A thousand sedimented gestures, a thousand exchanged words… mirrors of our emotions, have been collected for a dialogue between two musicians, a baritone and a percussionist: the intimate is washed, the everyday is twisted, the relationships are rubbed…

L’Avoir ! Ode chantée au savon” is a sound poem for 6 basins, 2 handkerchiefs, a sheet and 13 soaps, punctuated by images. Through water, sound and projections, the two artists evoke the ancestral… but improbable meeting between water and soap, this kind of stone…

What the press said

« In L’Avoir, two men face each other. We will see them exchange the various sounds of a sort of pre-language around six basins which serve as percussion instruments and which, at the same time, host fluid images that immediately bring to mind water. Slowly in front of us, the two actors will touch sounds as well as materials as diverse as blocks of soap and fabrics with, almost always in the background, noises or images of water slowly trickling down. These sound games, punctuated by lights evoking the flow of water as well as time, trace a sort of indecipherable poem made up of diffuse sensations around simple and immemorial gestures. A sort of incarnation that is as furtive as it is festive… and yet manages to fascinate the very young from the start. »

Michel Bélair – Festival Méli’môme, 9th April 2015