Les industries perdues

Tango de Montréal

Tango de Montréal, in context

Richard Purdy and François Hébert, design
Denis Marcotte, brickworker

Tango de Montréal, 2000
Brick
Height 7,23 m × width 7,23m

Location: Place Gérald-Godin, behind Metro Mont-Royal metro station

This work, integrated into the north wall of the house at 4433, rue Rivard, was created as part of the redevelopment of the area around the metro entrance as the Place Gérald-Godin, named after the poet and MNA, who lived from 1938-1994.

"We asked ourselves, how do you commemorate a person? By showing his face? Not very Zen. By writing his name? That's meaningless to someone who doesn't already know him. With a quotation? A quotation always betrays the original work, to some extent. While pondering the question, I remembered that Gérald Godin sometimes wrote his poems on the side of his house in the carré Saint-Louis. That convinced us to include one of his poems into our work."
-Richard Purdy
(Info STM, Les artistes du métro de Montréal: Richard Purdy, Métro, 13 octobre 2004, p. 9)

The choice of poem was not without controversy, but the poem was the right length, and made reference to the metro, to commerce (representing av. Mont-Royal), to the residents of the area, and to religion (represented by the adjacent monastery). The choice was approved by a committee which included the poet's widow, Pauline Julien.

Tango de Montréal
Gérald Godin

Sept heures et demie du matin métro de Montréal
c'est plein d'immigrants
ça se lève de bonne heure
ce monde-là

le vieux coeur de la ville
battrait-il donc encore
grâce à eux

ce vieux coeur usé de la ville
avec ses spasmes
ses embolies
ses souffles au coeur
et tous ses défauts

et toutes les raisons du monde qu'il aurait
de s'arrêter
de renoncer

Montreal Tango
translated by Matt McLauchlin

7:30 AM in the Montreal metro
it's full of immigrants
they get up early
those people

so if the old heart of the city
is still beating
is it thanks to them

this old tired heart of the city
with its spasms
its attacks
its murmurs
and all its faults

and all the reasons in the world it could find
to stop
to give up