Life in Paris


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Cole Porter, an American who for a time lived in Paris, is still well known for his songs-Anything Goes, Let’s Do It, Let’s Fall in Love are just two of the many. A show is being put on in Paris about his life and music which starts at the end of August and goes into September. Be sure to go and see it if you can. I certainly plan to. Here is the write up about it:

On stage, a singer, a guitarist, and two dancers retrace the important steps of Cole Porter’s life. Dive into the pleasures of Paris during the roaring 1920s, the pizazz of Broadway, and the passion of Hollywood!

“Cole Porter unveiled…” This was the title of an article by Jean-François Mondot for Jazz Magazine’s blog discussing the Cole Porter Project, duo created by Mathilde and Vladimir Médail almost two years ago. This desire to “unveil” Cole Porter, going beyond his facade of a unique and provocative dandy, lead them to join talents with director Ariane Raynaud and choreographer Emma Scherer.

Cole Porter wrote songs as he lived his life: with levity and ease, but also with profound melancholy. A millionaire dandy, he was a prominent figure in Paris in the 1920s, and ended up a successful musical theater composer throughout the 30s and 40s. His whole life, Cole Porter lived with the obsession to please women in society, men in secret, and, above all else, to please the audience.

Together, we have worked to highlight the contrast between the two opposing facets of Cole Porter’s life: the social facet, worldly and full of levity; and the intimate facet, dark, even tortured. In this show, the music, the lyrics, the choreography, and the staging communicate and come together to draw the portrait of this star of Broadway musical theater, strangely still so unknown.

FIRST SHOWS:
from August 24th to September 9th
at:

Théâtre de Belleville
94 Rue du Faubourg du Temple
75011 Paris

Sunday, August 24th at 8:30pm
Monday, August 25th at 8:30pm
Tuesday, August 26th at 7:15pm

Sunday, August 31st at 8:30pm
Monday, September 1st at 8:30pm
Tuesday, September 2nd at 7:15pm

Sunday, September 7th at 8:30pm
Tuesday, September 9th at 7:15pm

For more information:

www.unenuitaveccoleporter.com

https://www.facebook.com/UneNuitAvecColePorter?fref=ts

French speakers can reserve tickets here:

http://www.theatredebelleville.com/prochainement/item/208-love-for-sale

After trudging around Paris looking for the book mentioned in the previous post, I met up with a friend for lunch. We almost always have some sort of oriental food, often Thai, as we did this day.

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This has nothing to do with my post but I wanted to show you how pretty the clock is on the side of the Conciegerie. It works too.

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Afterwards, we decided to have a drink. We went into this hotel first and this photo is of an unusual book with its pages folded into a design and then framed. I liked it. We didn’t get waited on quickly and we got to talking about the really good liquor made of elderberry flowers called St Germain and my friend said, “I know a place just around the corner that makes a really good drink using it!” So off we went changing our plans from tea to a cocktail.

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We ended up in front of this window with a light breeze blowing in.

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This was the drink. Doesn’t it look fabulous? It was made of the St Germain liquor, some proseco and some lime juice. So refreshing. A very friendly man seated us and talked to us about the various drinks made of St Germain and then he rushed off before we could decide which one we wanted. Service was slow but we finally got out drink. Later the nice man came by to ask how we liked them and my friend said, “Where did you disappear to?” We thought he would be taking our order. We kind of had to beg a waitress to wait on us. He apologized and rushed off again. We had just finished our drinks when he appeared in the window as he was clearing off a table outside and offered us another drink on him. I’m not sure why. That is not the French way. It must have been our charm so we decided, why not? So we had two and then staggered home. It was a fun afternoon.

So, the next day I was back to looking for that book for my grandson. It is one of those thick, books of cartoons, this one being of Mickey Mouse being a magician. I got out of the metro at Concorde and checked out WHSmith which does have some books in French but not what I needed. So, for some reason, I decided to walk all the way from Concorde to Blvd. Saint Michel. It was a long walk. I need to buy one of those thingies that you wear on your wrist to keep track of how far you walk. So I headed down Rue de Rivoli.

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Saw these pretty lights lined up in front of a hotel.

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Saw this across the street in the Tuleries Garden. Wish I had time to ride it.

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When I reached the Seine, I found this red replica of the Eiffel Tower made of bistro chairs. I don’t know why, nor why it was painted red but I liked it. In the distance in the rear you can see the real thing.

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Paris Plage has started. Beaches, beach chairs, water, bars, all sorts of things have been set up to be a faux beach for those who can’t get to the real thing. I personally think the money to set all of this up could be used for better things but no one asked me. I’ve never done more there than walk around and take photos.

I ended up going to five book stores but never found the Mickey Mouse book so I bought one of Donald Duck. I hope the kids will like it after all of my walking and searching. Plus, I have to lug it, and it’s heavy, to Sardinia. The sacrifices a grandmother makes.

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Now, don’t judge me. I bought this at WHSmith. They sell food products from England there along with books. I didn’t know Dr. Pepper was big in England. I bought it because I was tired and wanted some caffeine, it was hot, I was thirsty and because I am from Texas where Dr. Pepper was created. An American in Paris. What can I say?

Maurice and I have left the beach and have returned to Paris for two days to prepare for our trip to Sardinia where we will join up with my son, Jason, and his family. I’ve never been there before but I’m thinking it will be a bit like Corsica since it is directly below it. We will see. In any case it will be fun. One of my grandsons requested a book, the third in a series he is reading-in French if you can believe it. So on Sunday, Maurice and I went out for a bit in an unsuccessful attempt to find it.

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Crossing the bridge near Notre Dame we saw this tour boat go by under neath us. It was a hot day and all of the boats were full.

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We went to Shakespeare and Company to look at their children’s books and found that they don’t sell any in French-but it was fun to poke around. We walked down Boulevard
Saint Michel where there are other book stores but none were open on Sunday.

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Heading back to the metro stop we dropped into the garden in the interior garden of the hospital, the Hotel Dieu, across the way from Notre Dame. The bells from the cathedral were ringing beautifully, this being Sunday. This garden, which I have shown photos of before, seems like such a surprise to find at a hospital.

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You can find these pianos all over France inviting you to play and one was here in the garden.

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There’s a statue there that is periodically painted by medical students for some reason. It looks different every time I have visited here.

I am back at our beach place. Several times I have awoken and think I need to get up and check on my grandsons or I think I’m in our Paris apartment. It takes me a few days for my body to figure out where I am each morning.

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A sunset in Paris with a bridge over the Seine lit up.

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Seen in a Paris florist.

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Back to the beach where I saw the sunset in my glass of wine.

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This was taken through the window in the waiting room of our doctor. I can actually just ride my bike over when I have an appointment, one of the joys of living here (as long as I don’t fall). I’ve been having trouble hearing from one ear and, as I expected, some ear wax had lodged on my ear drum and hardened. My doctor wouldn’t touch it so I have to go to an ear doctor to have it extracted. I think I may have done this to myself with a cotton tip while cleaning my ears. I guess I will let a little of that hygiene go.

If you visit Rue des Rosiers in the Marais, you will always find a lot of people, especially on Sunday. And 90% of them will be in line to eat falafel.

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Here is a crowd at one falafel place.

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And another.

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And yet another.

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Some people want American food, as you can see.

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I wouldn’t mind having this for dessert.

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