She is one of my eight sisters of greek myth, the muse of Music and sacred poetry. Despite the awesomeness of Euterpe, I admit to being glad that I was named after a muse with a less bizarre name.
June 21st is La Fête de la Musique every year in France. French streets all over the country are full of people dancing and listening, all getting progressively drunker as they run around celebrating music. In Paris, the metro lines even stay open all night long, especially for this once-a-year event.
I took a walk from my place to Opera, to the Palais Royale, and eventually found myself at Les Halles. On this ballade (the french word for walk, and also a music-related word in english, how rad!) I ran into all sorts of crowds and sounds.
My favorite part about all this was the variety...every single music group was different from the last. What are the chances that I never heard two bands playing music of the same genre? Check out these sounds and these funky audiences.
It all starts with the wonderful music show au theatre d'Orange, built by the Romans long long ago. Here Rosa and I are talking about la fête de la musique.
Second, reggae au jardins du Palais Royale:
Third, a classical trio. This was behind the Pailais Royale and informal. The three girls singing must have been twelve or thirteen years old. They were adorable and fabulous.
Fourth, some electronic DJ-ingFifth, two amazing guys, on trumpet and ???
There was more, but I didn't film it all. The French sure know how to let Euterpe know that her (mythical) discoveries are still appreciated. :) Merci, maintenant allez-y, écoutez ou jouez de la musique!