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Histoire Courte
The Diabolique siblings were born in France but taken from each other at an early age. They grew up and lived separately around the world, but in 2004 Didier, Dominique, Jean-Luc, and Solange reunited in North Carolina, to make music that they send out into the world with the hope that it will reach their missing sister and the band's namesake: Veronique Diabolique
The Story of Veronique Diabolique
The end of the 1960's was a turbulent time in France. Away from the turmoil but amidst the backdrop of student strikes and riots, the country's emergence as a nuclear power, and the good news paradox of Louffrani's yellow smiley face, lived our happy family. Our father, a mime who subsidized his income from the avenues as a choreographer for Peggy Fleming, and our mother, an Algerian born engineer directing the aerospace Project de la Concorde. Passionately in love with each other and the blessings of life, they had five children: Did, S, JL, Dom & V. Up to this point our memories are dim, but from this point our story grows dark.
Veronique has forever been little more than an angel and ghost to us, her brothers and sister. She left us at an early age, we may never know whether she was sent or taken, and went to a convent in the country side. A brilliant and capricious child, she was known and cherished by all for both her striking beauty and the inscrutably forlorn songs she sang. We were heartbroken when she left, sunk in to a melancholy from which we may never emerge. Our parents could barely speak of her departure, struggling through sobs only to tell us "It is too painful and sorrowful for our innocent children to bear this truth, but perhaps one day it shall be revealed."
Only a few somber days after Veronique was gone from our home, we, three brothers and sister, awoke before dawn to a grey sky more ominous than any we could have ever imagined. A magistrate rang at the door, arriving before the sun, and demanded to see our parents. But when we went to wake them, they were nowhere to be found. "They have left you alone?" he cried. "Abandoned? Or perhaps they have already been alerted..."
"You children remain here, while I continue my investigations" he said. "This mystery is too deep and the tale unfolding too horrific for your tender youth."
Only later did we become aware that the events of that night, heralded by the magistrates arrival, would preclude the sun ever rising again to bring light into our bleak future. Sometime during the night, the convent that housed, but we knew could never be home to Veronique, had erupted into flames. The entire compound was in ruins, with the exception of one bed, the bed that had been Veronique's . It was determined that no one died in the fire, and everyone had escaped to safety and was accounted for. Everyone, that is, except our Veronique. She was nowhere to be found...
Our Missing Sister?
During the last 5 years we three brothers and one sister moved to North Carolina for two reasons: to be together and to look for our missing sister. We have discovered evidence that we hope means our sister is still alive and can hopefully be reunited with us.
Below are two photographies that we think may be our long lost Veronique! The photographies are not in focus, but this is how they came to us, and we think the photographies were made in North Carolina. Please review the photographies and contact us if you have any information about where our sister may be.
Didier Diabolique (bass)
Dominique Diabolique (vocals)
Jean-Luc Diabolique (drums)
Solange Diabolique (guitar)
