L'Odeur Du Basilic - Laurent Febvay

Humor We all have a madeleine de Proust, don't we?

For me, it's the smell of Basil; for you, it's your grandfather's cologne or a song by the Backstreets boys, things that remind us of the child we once were. And they're all different. We don't have the same references, we're strangers. But as amazing as it may seem to you, tonight, for the duration of a show, you'll see that I'm you and you're me. We've all done a great food job, sorted rods in a supermarket, had a girlfriend/boyfriend who broke our hearts, lost our keys before going to work, bought clothes when we were in the red at the bank, checked our passports 56 times before getting on a plane. In short, real life.