Tinnitus

Picture by Vaughan, probably during a rock concert

Once again a stupid test on Facebook :
What is the soundtrack of your life ?

My result :
Babe, I'm gonna leave you de Led Zeppelin
You are at the end ! You're like a small monkey that doesn't stand anything more ... You want to change everything in your life !


Small monkey ? Small monkey ? Fuck you, man !

French program "100% Mag", M6, april 2008

There is place in today rock'n'roll for different styles. A friend of mine just finished his first record and today I've got to tell you about a new gig coming up : Les Bougresses will perform live for the second time in Paris on friday, at the 25°C Est (place Stalingrad).

You can see their MySpace here, and their website there.

Like a foretaste of the "Fête de la Musique" which this year will be on a saturday - you can imagine all those teenagers swimming in beers all night long, yeah !

Les Bougresses, I'll be there !

What about you, dear readers ?

A short highlight on the Radiohead latest shows in Paris a few days ago, by Jean-Christophe Mary from M-la-music :

If one day you have to explain to an alien what Radiohead is about, just put "OK Computer" at maximum volume between his ears.

Let's hope that this alien won't suffer from tinnitus because of this. It would be stupid to start a nuclear war for such a joke.

Here is a short analysis about Philippe Peignard, one of the major french doctor who's using Behavioural and Cognitive Therapy to cure tinnitus and hyperacusis.

He was interviewed by a french magazine, Paris-Match, and the result was not very convicing for Nono : read his reaction on Hyperblog, his blog about hyperacusis.

Some mail exchange with a former workmate... I noticed he was still enjoying a lot of concerts in London so I decided to let him know about the dangers :

For your information, please take some earplugs you can use if the sound is too loud during concerts... Nobody told me about this years ago and I'm still suffering from this ignorance and my ear trauma it resulted in.

• The first one is that the number of ear trauma is incredibly high. Since my accident I have been talking to a lot of people and a lot of them were already awaree of the danger... simply because ther were injured or knew injured people. To say it clearly, there were ONLY this kind of people who were aware of the danger.

• The second one is that wearing earplug is still not "natural". Well, you have to admit you look like a dumbass with this in your ears, and that is ABSOLUTELY NOT rock'n roll !

• The third one is that everybody is free... and this is perfect like this. I won't lie : a high volume does take part of the pleasure. However, people who know about the dangers and who decide not to protect themselves anyway have to realize that a lot of people absolutely don't know anything about all this. And that your life can be crushed in just a concert. So please, if you know about it, take a few minutes to talk about it OK ?

On monday in Paris this is raining. As always. Except when the sky is grey. This time I feel quite lucky as the rain stopped just before I had to leave home.

On monday in Paris I'm not working. Like any other day. It started two years ago now. To be perfectly honest, a few monthes earlier.

On monday in Paris I'm going to see my psychiatrist. Morning habit. Oh well, when I say "morning" you have to understand it's not very early : I used to see him at half past eleven and now I chose twelve o'clock. "A totally free morning, this must be great !". Let's say it just lets me time to wake up, not enough time to tell the truth. Punctuality has never been of my strengths anyways.

This monday in Paris I went to see my psychiatrist. It all started one year and three monthes ago. this monday in Paris I told him once more, probably in a quite rude way - pardon my French -, that I felt my condition wasn't improving at all. I'm certainly quite a patient person but I was starting to get tired of it. This monday in Paris he told me once again that psychotherapy was the only way to get well. However he added a few minutes later that he wanted to stop it, because it wasn't usefull anymore. "No progress anymore, going on like this is a nonense".

So this it it ! He admits that this is a failure, and now gentleman, you have to cope with your condition ! You have so much to live and this is your choice to keep on fighting, assuming the defeat is obvious, or surrendering now.

This monday in Paris, after he repeated what I just said, I did the same with his words : I'm not going to stop this psychotherapy, and I'll continue this with him. But now I expect him to work a little harder, to help me finding the exit.

This monday in Paris that's also the first time since I was dead four years earlier that I manage to write some sentences that make sense. Healthy people would probably say I'm about to get well. One day, I'll probably say they were right.