The accordion roams to some jazzy rhythm.
Agathe Peyrat's soprano voice projects its still hesitant harmonics into the distance.
Soon a bass voice joined her, whispering the drunken start of the song with her.
"
He was playing…
" The double bass babbles.
The trumpet is singing.
The spirit of Boris Vian runs through this "very soft rock", brought up to date by the Lunaisians.
A pataphysician spirit which seduced the baritone Arnaud Marzorati.
Passionate about history as well as literature, the classically trained musician made the choice, ten years ago, to specialize in the defense and rehabilitation of the repertoire of the chansonniers of the past.
"A repertoire that Vian knew well,"
defends the person concerned.
Drawing as much from the Montmartre universe of Chat Noir and Parisian caf 'conc' as from much older traditional stamps, as he will do in
Le Code de la route
.
He is a man of the city who masters all the repertoire of rurality.
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