I love Sydney Festival First Night. It reminds me of Paris’ Fête de la Musique where all the streets have concerts or busking musicians and people dance with the wild abandon, poor co-ordination and that devil-may-care confidence that the French possess, for one long, summery night in June. Despite the crowds, the chaos in the Metro, the excess consumption of alcohol and heat, there’s an atmosphere of cheer and good will and appreciation of music.
Tonight we roamed around after a few drinks at Steel Bar. Arrested Development looked good and I was surprised by First Contact, the video projection looked great. However, we went to see Emmy Lou Harris for a spot on a rug in the Domain and her respected reputation. But we didn’t know any of her songs and I’m afraid that I’m yet to be amazed by country music. We left after 2 songs. Pia tells me Dolly Parton may be coming out to Sydney this year, which is a concert I will definitely attend. Still, it’s nice seeing the CBD bustling with people celebrating music and the arts and of course, all the beautiful girls in criminally short, tight mini skirts teetering on platform stilettos. Sydney, sera toujours… Sydney.
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