Author Archives: isabella

Moriarty on tour: acoustic concert in Mauritius (Indian Ocean) 04.03.2013. Flying in from the Reunion Island, hopping above the unreal depths of the Indian Ocean, Mauritius comes into sight through clouds and lagoons: spiky moutains and rocky outcrops jutting out … Continue reading →

The coast is rough, strewn with driftwood and black basalt pebbles. Gigantic waves heaving and crashing on it, fierce and confident like the rougail dakatine from Ti Carri. Up dans les hauts de Saint-Pierre, le Kerveguen is a strange building, … Continue reading →

Early morning, a creole house nestled within the town of St-Gilles. Hidden inside, a small television studio. Walls covered with vinyl records. Heat. For a program called Galigalang we perform “Isabella”, then “Black Betty/Sonlouval” with our friends Christine Salem and … Continue reading →

Jet-lag. Body clock still tuned into Montreal time. Eyes wide open in the sweltering heat of an unknown room. 5:30am. Alien birdsongs outside, loud and intricate. Lift up the blinds. Palm trees, corrugated metal roofs, haze rising from the forests … Continue reading →

Oté Koman y lé? Re-uniting with the island and its music. Christine Salem and her musicians Harry and David welcome us to St-Denis; just an hour after landing we’re already set to rehearse with them on stage inside the Palaxa, … Continue reading →

Sunday morning in Montréal, say farewell to the snow-caked sidewalks, leaping over ponds of muddy slush from Mont-Royal to Avenue Laurier. Sunshine melts the icicles away from the high-pitched roofs, but we won’t have time to watch them stab the … Continue reading →

Titanic iron-truss bridges across the Saint-Laurent river, trailing a broken ice mantle. Arthur drives the van -packed with amplifiers, a double-bass, a drumkit, five guitars, twenty harmonicas and all the Moriarty family- across slippery highways, down to Sherbrooke. Suburban feel, … Continue reading →

It was a cold sunny day. The slush melted in the curbs. The Cabaret Lion d’Or looked as dark and magnificent as four years ago on our first concert in Montreal. The crowd came at the last minute, filling up … Continue reading →

Moriarty on tour: Montréal, Québec, february 21st 2013. Long walks across Mile End, under the snow, frozen noses, wind slaps our faces like a giant whip, wet feet from the sloche, looking for the Maisonnette recording studio, where Lhasa recorded … Continue reading →