You can view the schedule by grabbing a copy of A Nous Paris in the metro or at a kiosk or go online. Claudia showed me a site that listed the top recommended choices, and oh my gosh, I saw that Paris Combo was performing! They have been one of my favorite French bands for a long time. They have amazing music with a bit of jazz and play one of my all time favorite French songs, Lettre à P. I was so excited! I couldn't believe I would hear them live.
We started the night with a walk through the Palais Royal garden, and then to the Virgin Records to hear music from upcoming artists who performed in a show called The Voice.
We next hopped on the very crowded metro and headed to the Marais for Paris Combo! We walked down the smallest street in Paris to get there...
And this is what it looks like now:
Not much different actually. The concert was held in the interior courtyard, which was beautiful. The sky above was blue, and the clouds listened to the music with us, along with the inhabitants of the apartments above. You can't see from the pictures I took, but a little boy of about two or three danced in the entry of the French doors above as he listened to the music.
Because we got there early we were right in front.
Here she serenades the woman on the terrace balcony above. Maybe she will fall off and I can have her apartment. Just kidding.
This was cool: look to the left and you can see his horn in the water. He played it that way to
make a certain sound for the song Sous la Lune. They played this song at the perfect time, as the moon was coming out.
They really put on a great show, and performed extra songs at the audience's request. When they played my favorite song I admit it I had a tear or two in my eyes. I videoed the song, but you can hear me singing along!
Such an amazing experience for me. I had gone with Elena, Claudia, and Marie. Both Claudia and Marie are French and had never heard of Paris Combo but loved them. We all thought it was funny that the American picked the great band. Check them out. Even if you can't understand French the music is wonderful.
Lettre à P
Tôt, j'ai mangé de
l'autocar
Avec ses jantes, avec
ses phares
Ensuite, j'ai fumé
une berline
Aux pures essences
raffinées de benzine
Paris, j'aime ton gasoil
Paris, j'aime ton gasoil
L'odeur de ton
excitation-moteur
Paris, tu es la
capitale
La lettre P, en sonore initiale
Car tu sens si bon, l'été
Car tu sens si bon, l'été
Sous ta chape de
plomb, souffrez
Que j'ai
l'inspiration fatale
Tu seras toujours romantique
Tu seras toujours romantique
Même au temps des
pics
Qui goudronnent tes
monuments
Et font pleurer tous
les yeux des amants
On a souvent chanté tes ponts
On a souvent chanté tes ponts
A coup d'excès
d'accordéon
Pour l'heure, voilà
que ces flonflons
Vont louer tes pics
de pollution
Avenue Bel-air ou sur les quais
Avenue Bel-air ou sur les quais
On voudrait respirer
en paix, quand on sait
Que tes gaz sont
fatals
Ca fait sourire ce P,
en initial
Car tu sens si bon, l'été
Car tu sens si bon, l'été
Sous ta chape de
plomb, souffrez
Que j'ai
l'inspiration fatale
Tu seras toujours romantique
Tu seras toujours romantique
Même au temps des
pics
Qui goudronnent tes
monuments
Et font pleurer tous
les yeux des amants
Un P, comme pas vu, pas pris
Un P, comme pas vu, pas pris
Un A, comme
atmosphère
Un R, comme le bon
air de Paris
I, c'est l'asphyxie
Et S, vraiment bon esprit
Et S, vraiment bon esprit
De nous faire inhaler
ainsi
Parmi les squares et
les allées
De si dangereux
fumets
Car tu sens si bon, l'été
Car tu sens si bon, l'été
Sous ta chape de
plomb, souffrez
Que j'ai
l'inspiration fatale
Tu seras toujours romantique
Tu seras toujours romantique
Même au temps des
pics
Qui goudronnent tes
monuments
Et font pleurer tous
les yeux des amants
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