Dom Babin
Salle Albert-Rousseau
Humor — I’m not a scholar, a sociologist, a politician, an anthropologist. I’m just a guy who let silence speak. Who listens when it cracks, because the good stories are in books, but the best are in the walls. From the walls of a guy who’s too much. Too American to be French, too Canadian to be American, and too French to be Canadian. Neither one nor the other. Of the one who was sculpted with Manitoba stone, painted and depicted in Alberta oil, framed in Canada, reframed by England, polished for 262 years, impolite for just as long. Of the one who toiled to get by and burns himself to soothe the cold of his audience. And from his flame was born, the French North American.
Comedy · Humour
From 42.00 CAD