Jacques Brale Biography

He chose the sea and freedom, he lifted the sails, and the wind straightened them, and when the shore melted in the morning haze, Jacques Brel realized that he was finally free. He never sang on BIS, but the applause did not subside, the arches of the hall trembled as if in a chills, the audience was rampant, and Jacques Brel went out to her seven times - smiled, thanked, absurdly waveing ​​his disproportionate hands.

That evening, he told the text of Sergei Borisov that to the journalists who broke into his dressing room: “I quit singing. I dream of sails and winds. I have lived too long according to other people's rules, now it's time to write my own. I just want to live. " And he restrained the word, although it took several years to get closer to the dream. And yet he raised the sails, and the wind straightened them, and when the shore melted in the morning haze, Jacques Brel realized that he was finally free.

The buyer will have his own ark. And he will also be saved, like the Old Testament Noah. In the middle of the waters of the World Flood, which swept the earth with vanity and greed. At first there was a call by phone, and the next morning the calling and interested came to the port on a modest, inconspicuous Datsun. He himself was somehow inconspicuous-in heavy boots, jeans, in a linen jacket.

Stap Wittevrongel, it seemed familiar, but he did not dig in his memory. It was cold. The impulsive north wind dispersed at the houses, it would seem, to any whims of weather of the accustomed Flemings, the inhabitants of the glorious city of Blankenberg. They went to the port. Just a few minutes, this was clearly not enough to tell about the yacht in detail and colors, but why not start?

Although, I believe, this is not the main thing. During the further conversation, it turned out that the client was thoroughly prepared. The story of the yacht was known to him in detail, and the sheets of Watman, folded into a tight tube that he took with him, turned out to be her drawings. They went to the pier. The first drops of rain touched their faces.

The ark was a profitable business - to build bunkers. There were enough people who wanted to get them, the fear of Russian missiles forced people to save money and devastate bank accounts. The thickness of the walls, the air purification system and water, food supplies seemed to guarantee that their inhabitants would be able to survive the nuclear apocalypse. The main thing is to hold out for several days, and there ...

and there whatever happens. There was another option for salvation. It is much more attractive than to burst into the ground and tremble with fear, suffering from claustrophobia. It is unlikely that the attack will be sudden, the international situation will heat up slowly, and before the distraught military crosses the fatal line, you can raise the sails and leave the doomed Europe.

Naturally, on a special ship, on a personal ark. Demand gives rise to a proposal, and that followed. Please: BibShip, aka Biblical Ship, aka Bibber. Именно такая яхта была спроектирована известным конструктором Раймондом Деркиндереном. The length of more than 19 meters provided her with the title of one of the largest yachts built in Belgium. The width was also impressive - 5 meters.

The weight of the steel building was more than solid - almost 40 tons. Plus a reliable diesel, huge tanks for fuel and fresh water. Two masts, sufficient sailing. The tests showed that the cruising speed of the yacht will be at least 6 knots. In the year, the ship was handed over to the customer - the architect Hugo van Kuyka. He called the ASKOY II yacht, shortly before parting with his previous boat, much more modest and therefore not claiming to BibShip.

But the name retained. It was dear to him, because all other waterquakes of Ugov Van Kuik preferred Norwegian waters and often stayed on the island of Asu, which covers the port city of Bergen from the wild waves of the North Sea. It is reliably not known whether it happened that Askoy II is preparing for use for its main purpose. So that the holds are stuffed with army dryers and dried meat so that the tanks under the neck are filled with fuel and water.

It is unlikely. The old passions soon subsided, and with them fears. The Russian invasion ceased to seem inevitable, and the brainchild of the Cold War became an ordinary comfortable yacht that made leisurely transitions in the Norwegian Fjords, the Baltic Sea, the Sweden and Finland, the Botnic Gulf. So 10 years passed, and then ... Hugo Van Kuika was already in seventy.

The pompousness and pretentiousness of his projects no longer found approval. The yacht became an overwhelming burden for him. And then he decided to part with her. He instructed the Belgian company Wittevrongels to sell Askoy II. The deal - our parents had seven children, says Pete Wittevrongel.

In those years, he was refueling all the affairs of the company. This absorbed him without a trace. In addition, he was not at all interested in music. Only by this I can explain that he did not recognize Jacques Brev. If in his place I was ... Brel was a hero for me! And when Stap, returning from the port, said that the yacht was burying the “same Brel”, I became the most faithful assistant in conducting this deal.To be next to Brela, to talk to him - it was like a gift from heaven.

Moreover, he was not an arrogant star, a biliary and arrogant person, although journalists have repeatedly reproached him with this. No, he was a simple, direct and very witty person. The eyes of Peteevrongel moisten. By old age, people become sentimental. And their memory is more and more selective - the incident 45 years ago I remember as if it were yesterday, and even better than the events of yesterday.

He almost literally remembers the conversation with his brother, who returned from the port with the story of the new client. And he asked if we could carry out some work on it. I say: "It depends on which." He unfolds his roll and begins to drive a finger at the drawings. Well, I say, we can handle the redevelopment. Then he asks: and sew new sails? Well, this is not a question at all.

So proceed, he says. And I look at him and think: the work is large, and the person is somehow incomprehensible, it would be necessary to clarify. And I drop so carefully that, they say, let's first sign the papers so that everything is as it should be, with the name, surname, address. Then he looked at me so strangely, and then winked: "You do not know me ... buddy, this yacht will marry Jacques Bel." Then I realized who in front of me, I heard about this.

Pete Wittevrongel is silent and looks at the yacht, which now, in the year, members of his team, volunteers-enthusiasts are trying to return the former splendor. Next to the slipway, a small exhibition dedicated to Jacques Brelee. Model of a boat, biography books, records, paintings, newspaper clippings ... The whole life of an amazing person. The calling of Jacques Brel was born on April 8 in Belgium, in a suburb of Brussels called Sharbek.

His father, Roman Brel, was the manager of a cardboard factory. In his dreams, Jacques was a successor to family business, and therefore he tried to educate his son in severity. Yes, only the offspring turned out to be a rare stubborn, and in the scout detachment, where he was recorded eight years old, he received a wonderful nickname laughing seal. Well, nothing, in the Catholic College of St.

Louis, wastelands will be eliminated from him, as this happened with his older brother Pierre. Jacques Brel never became an excellent student - he was frankly bad with spelling and Dutch. But he succeeded in another - he began to write songs and plays for an amateur troupe. And then, already summer, he became a member of the organization of young Catholics “Franch Corde”, which raised money for charity goals, including through concerts.

Their indispensable participant - Jacques Brel sang, accompanying himself on the guitar. Roman Brel tried to involve a nonsense son in his cardboard business, but he turned out: without waiting for an drafted into the army, he went to serve - and served in full. And upon his return, he married Teresa Michelsen, whom Mish called and which he also met at the Franch Corde. Brel continued to sing, and in the year his first record of 78 revolutions came out.

Jacques Kanetti, manager of Filips, invited him to try his hand at Paris. Already in July, Jacques Brel for the first time went on stage of the Olympia concert hall. No, it was not a failure. The audience simply did not understand him. She was scared by the expression of an unknown chanson, ready to burn the hall with her passion.