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The kid Piaf (©DR)
The intermission is endless. A quarter of an hour, half an hour, then an hour…
The audience waits, unaware of what is happening behind the curtains. Edith Piaf has made a new discomfort. Witness, Roger Robinet describes a real ordeal.
She floats in vapors of ether, collapsed on a chair… Leaning over her, musicians, artists and friends beg her not to go on stage. Perched on chairs, shoulder to shoulder, photographers strive to capture the pathos of this scene on film.
“La Môme” occasionally offers enlarged eyes, drowned in the intoxication of drugs and medication.
She sobs: “They paid to hear me, if I don’t sing at Dreux, I will die ».
Her features ravaged, she leaves her dressing room, returns to the stage, tries to rehearse. Nothing is going well despite the injection of solucamphor administered by a doctor from Drouais.
But she persists: Sing, that’s all I have in the world. “Between her health and the public, she has always chosen. Finally, as she had done in Maubeuge, she sends her entourage for a walk: ” I want to sing, I tell you that I want to sing! »
So sing anyway