Scintillating start to En Blanc et Noir,
a four-day festival of piano music, together with some song and choral
pieces, in the Halles at Lagrasse. You can see the programme yourself
at the link. The opening song
concert today at lunchtime was really good, despite competition from the
Tramontane, the Abbey Bells and some clanking of bottles in the
adjacent wine shop. One down, eleven to go. Virtuoso piano practice floating over the roof as I got the washing in from the terrace. Surprised at liking the Alban Berg songs, but I wished I'd
taken the initiative to read up the lyrics beforehand. And a
refreshingly un-Piaf-like rendering of Hymne à L'Amour by Penny Turnbull.
Symbolically, the streets were being hosed down after the village's
last little event, on which, you'll be relieved to know, I shall rant no
further. For the moment...
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