Nostalgie de la boue
The show:
The theatre:
The performance (low light so the photos are "atmospheric" :-))
There was a bit too much emphasis on realism for my taste - even real cigarettes on stage (amazed intake of breath when they did it for the FIRST time from two women behind us - I'm sure it was against fire regulations).
I would have preferred a pretty straight performance of the songs rather than all the poverty and bickering couple stuff - but that was also because I couldn't understand the humour in French.
However there were some nice old songs, with audience sing-along and it was good to get out and away from the computer and TV, yet only a short walk home on a cold night.
Nostalgie de la boue
"The French have a deliciously helpful phrase for just about everything, and one of the best is nostalgie de la boue. Nostalgia for the mud, roughly meaning an artist's or a reader's fondness for slime, muck, sewage, degradation, treachery and perversion. It's a specialty of the comfy bourgeoisie, who yearn for the real and the raw as experienced through the lens of literature or cinema. As far as actually, ick, touching the mud ... no thank you."
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