This evening in France, all over France, in every village, town and city, is the Fete de la Musique. A celebration to herald the beginning of summer. Anyone anywhere is encouraged to play, sing or listen to music.
In our little town a blues band is playing, and a dance concert is happening, free and on the streets.
I love this evening in France.
To celebrate the Fete de la Musique I thought I would add a few links to some music that reminds me of the i-Beam of meeting French Husband, and a few songs that I remember listening to in Paris back in 1988.
France Gall - 1988 - France
Again, Encore, France Gall - 1988 - Ella, Elle l'a - 1988
The Smiths... No other group takes me back faster to 1980s.... Please Please Please
Rita Mitsouko - C'est Comme Ca - When they hit America did I know they were French? Nope. But when French Husband met me at the i-Beam he rocked like no one's business,
"Tis is French you know?"
And the way Rita danced, it was out there ahead of her time. Not looking sweet or sexy was a new concept.
The Cure,
Pet Shop Boys,
So you think I liked to dance?
And then there was Chris Issac who sang:
I keep on dancin', dancin'.
Nothing left to say, nothing left to do.
I find myself alone, I'm thinking just of you.
You got me dancin', dancin'.
Why don't you help me? Why don't you guide me?
Why don't you promise? To stand beside me.
There was a man in a foreign land, in love with a woman that didn't understand.
Love is not a thing you command, love is something that keeps you and keeps you.
Dancin', dancin'.
Why don't you help me? Why don't you guide me?
Why don't you promise? To stand beside me.
I keep on dancin', dancin'.
Nothing left to say, nothing left to do.
I find myself alone, thinking just of you.
You've got me dancin', dancin'.
Why don't you help me? Why don't you guide me?
Why don't you promise? To stand beside me.
Dancin', dancin', dancin', you've got me, ohhhh, help me!
Guide me, why don't you promise, to stand beside me.
Help me, ohhhh
AND WE DID
Then, now and tomorrow....
