Brigitte Fontaine…

A riveting figure…

Was wearing…

A white kaftan-like robe…

With a black head-dress… worn in the Arabian fashion…

She was also carrying an ivory fan… which she kept fluttering around her expressive face with the huge brown

Mick Jagger… Keith Richards…

Although…

I’m… not…

a huge… fan…

of… “Rock“…

In general…

I admit to have made an exception… to this band in particular…

The… Rolling Stones…

Ever since…

Mitsuko Uchida…

Flashed…

Onto the darkened stage…

Like a blaze of…

Lightening.

Wearing a soft white blouse with black trousers…

She sat at the black grand piano…

“Dans le théâtre”…

One could hear… a pin

Whitney Houston…

It’s… impossible…

To listen… to her sing…

“I will always love you“…

And not be… moved…

To tears…

Of the… joy of loving…

Of the pain… in adoring…

Frédéric Chopin…

Fryderyk…

Buried… was his… “heart“…

In his much loved homeland…

Poland…

Beneath an epitaph…

“For where your treasure is…

There will your heart be also”.

Chopin‘s “heart” has

Daniel Barenboim…

Pianist…

Conductor…

Musician… communicator…

Barenboim’s exceptional, meticulous technique… from an early age… prompted the great conductor Wilhelm Furtwängler to describe him as a… “phenomenon…”.

Ève Ruggieri… the classical music expert, radio,

“Un concert pour l’Afrique“…

“A concert for Africa”…

Organised by three humanitarian… Non Governmental Organisations (or NGO’s)…

“Homéopathes Sans Frontières“…

“ONG Benin Develop“…

“Les Enfants de Demain“…

“Le Bolchoï“…

“Fondé en 1780″…

“L’ouverture du tsar des théâtres”…

“Le réveil du.. Bolchoï”…

Raved… “Le Figaro”…

“The re-opening and awakening of the Bolshoi”…

“Ce soir à 20h40 en direct de Moscou”, ARTE the European Arts and Culture

Serge Gainsbourg…

Is not really my type at all.

I am terribly attracted to tall, gaunt, darkly handsome, long, thatchy haired (preferably peppery white), cultured, slightly moody, enigmatic, discreet men.

“Gainsbourg“ is nothing like that.

“A…ï…d…a”….

“Ce…leste… A..ï..d..a…”

I woke up…

To “Pavo’s”, or rather Luciano Pavarotti’s… blissfully divine voice.

“Celeste Aida, forma divina,
Mistico serto di luce e fior…”

“Heavenly Aida, goddess of beauty,
garland of flowers and of bright light.
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