Pourvu is a charming checklist of hopes that tumble out of a nervous romantic just before a first date. With every line starting with Pourvu que (I hope that), French troubadour Gauvain Sers unloads an avalanche of quirky wishes: he prays that she will not laugh at the slogan on his sweater, that she knows Captain Haddock’s colorful insults, cheers at the referee, and can get lost with him on back-country roads. Each request sketches the silhouette of his ideal partner while slyly revealing his own passions for music, books, films, and playful banter.
Beneath the humor lies a tender portrait of vulnerability. By piling up pop culture references, gentle political preferences, and everyday insecurities, Sers shows how falling in love means daring to be completely yourself while secretly fearing rejection. Pourvu becomes both a love song and a self-portrait: an ode to those trembling moments when the heart whispers a thousand hopes, wishing that, with a bit of luck, the other person will sing along.