Chacun Garde Dans Son Coeur Pourquoi: A Timeless Slice of Canadian Pop
Let’s talk about Chacun Garde Dans Son Coeur Pourquoi, Margot Lefebvre’s gem from 1965. If you’re into French chanson with a pop twist, this album is like finding an old postcard in your grandma’s attic—nostalgic but still kinda fresh. Released under Trans-Canada (props to them for backing such artistry), it’s got that vintage vibe without feeling dated. It’s not perfect, and honestly, that’s what makes it stick.
The opening track, “Pourquoi,” hits you right away. Like, whoa. The melody feels like walking through Montreal on a crisp autumn day—soft yet full of life. Margot’s voice has this raw honesty to it; she doesn’t overdo anything. She lets the lyrics breathe, and somehow they feel personal, even if you don’t speak fluent French. You can almost picture her sitting at a piano late at night, just letting it all out. This song sticks because it's simple but packs an emotional punch. No frills, no auto-tune—just realness.
Then there’s the title track, “Chacun Garde Dans Son Coeur.” Man, this one sneaks up on you. At first listen, it might seem like another pretty tune, but after a few spins, the depth kicks in. There’s something haunting about how Margot delivers those lines—it’s like she knows a secret she’s not fully sharing. The arrangement is minimalistic, which works wonders here. When the strings swell near the end, it gives me goosebumps every time. It’s the kind of song that makes you stare out the window and think about stuff you haven’t thought about in years.
What I love most about this record is its imperfections. Sometimes the production sounds a little rough around the edges, but that only adds charm. It reminds you these songs were made by humans, not algorithms. And let’s be real, we could use more of that nowadays.
So yeah, Chacun Garde Dans Son Coeur Pourquoi isn’t flashy or groundbreaking, but it doesn’t need to be. It’s cozy, heartfelt, and unapologetically itself. Listening to it feels like rediscovering an old friend you forgot you had. Oh, and fun fact? I once played “Pourquoi” during a road trip, and my cat started purring louder than usual. Make of that what you will.
