Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Fete de Musique 2011

It seems amazing that I would be reporting on La Fete de Musique  as it was one of my very first posts when I started this blog.  Last year's post was about a group of drummers.

                                                      Not these fledgling ones in Spain, though

  Yes, it's been a year since I started this little blogging escapade, hoping my creativity would be sparked, hoping to follow my own drum roll perhaps.

   I think we all feel, Thoreau's quote is talking about us:  "If a man loses pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured, or far away. "

  The wonder for me when starting the blog was that even I would hear my drum.  But, well, others must hear it now.   I get about 1200 hits a month on my blog, which makes it more interesting to do.  So thanks for joining in on my little march of discovery.   Who knows where it will take us?  Its an adventure, for certain.

 So back to the fete.  I set out this time to sample the Fete, having just read all about the history of this popular music celebration on the blog of my oldest friend here in Nice ( well she is not that old, I mean I've known her the longest).

 Her interesting news reports and fascinating information is compiled under the Best of Nice Blog.  And you really should have a look at it if you want to know how the festival started and other tasty tidbits that she finds about our area.

Besides, I love reading her stuff as I always "hear" her quirky sense of humor.  For example, she reports that they were unveiling the Apollo statue last night in Place Massena and I had to see for myself if his family jewels warranted all the fuss over the years that she told us about.  ( He does have a very nice package but nothing to get crazy about).

  Another thing that I didn't know was that now La Fete de Musique has been exported all over the world and of course New York took to it like "a house a fire"!

For the national fete, last night here in Nice,  a few of us walked down to the Casino Ruhl beach for a free concert (that will be repeated every week this summer) by the charming Nathalie and her accompanist calling themselves Thalie'smen en Live.  Although French, Nathalie sings all of the favorites in English as well as her own compositions.

And true to the fete, at the other end of the large dining area at Ruhl beach was an amateur gospel group.  Strains of "Oh happy Day "drifted our way after Nathalie was winding down her set.

Around 10 pm, walking back, there were swarms of people out wandering from venue to venue in the town and along the Promenade.  All ages seemed to be getting on and enjoying a languid summer night.  On the way there, we saw a couple of "agents de police" on their horses , which I think is not only festive, but whose real purpose is crowd control.  People seem to respect police on horses.

It's always good to get to the beach on a warm summer evening and share a glass or two of Rose with pals.  But in this case,  we went back home rather early. 
As I approached my house, coming down my alley, where the street lamps were already beaming, I saw my two twenty "something"  tenants heading out for the soiree.   And much later , around 3AM, I heard them chatting merrily on their way to bed. 

 Ah Youth!  Ah Music and Drums!

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