Bonjour de Paris...
Peter: “There were buffalos in tutus dancing in front of me while I played one of the worst gigs in my life." Gerard: “I’m just guessing, but I’d bet there were pharmaceuticals involved.”
Chers Amis,
Sunday night Leslie and I crossed our "summer concert" finish line when we returned home from a Funky Ella band concert in Saint-Jean-de-Maurienne, FR. It was the last of six crazy days that marked the ending of Leslie's and my summer concert season. Saint-Jean-de-Maurienne is a small town located in the French Alps. It is not easy to get to, or to get home from for that matter. We left Paris on a 7:45 am train which got us there just before noon. The day before Leslie and I finished two nights working at Café Laurent in Paris. Earlier in the week we traveled to Saverne in the Alsace region of France. Saverne is the site of the Festival Au Grès du Jazz where we had our concert with Rhoda Scott and the gospel choir that we began preparing for last November. While Leslie and I worked in Saverne and Paris, the other members of Funky Ella were working in other locations in France and Spain. This is common for our band so consequently the six of us almost never travel together. This time Mourad, Peter, Leslie and I dragged ourselves onto a train at Gare de Lyon around 7:25 am and headed in the direction of Saint-Jean-de-Maurienne. Jean-Philippe and Nico drove their cars and met us there. Upon arrival we checked into our hotel and tried to sleep for a few hours before it was time to do our sound check and eat dinner. The concert promoters were first timers which meant that a few details went by the wayside. One of those details was not including a bass amp in the backline. To their credit they fixed the problem by bringing in a huge Ampeg bass amp which sounded great. So what they lacked in experience they made up for with enthusiasm and just being good decent people.
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