Programming / Music & dance
There are evenings when all I dream of is to close my eyes, be warm and sleep, and fall asleep dreaming, lulled to sleep by the sound of soft music – that’s how for tonight, the desire for the waltz came to me
So for this night, it will be a detour to Vienna – the Vienna that hasn’t existed for 1000 years, the Vienna of the Emperor and Sissi, the one of the carriages with well-brushed horses, with their manes all tied with tassels, with ladies & their huge dresses and with the gentlemen all resplendent with all the colors of the world – still authorized for the gentlemen of the West, all these colors.
Are you there? So come on, let’s go for a walk in this Vienna, it’s a bit cold tonight, you need a chocolate to warm your hands and make your heart smile
And during the chocolate all dripping with cream, we will undoubtedly hear that:
Look at the dancers, they are so young, it’s wonderful to see them dancing on the music of their elders… all the poetry of Vienna
I don’t know about you – but for me, when I hear that, I don’t want to sleep anymore.
I stand up with all my very tall medium height very sufficient for a lady, and I have to watch, yes yes I will see them, the incredible dancers and it will be in real, the wonder of the debutante ball :
And then – since I’m just tall enough to stand on my toes and see a little – I get tired, so I sit back down and listen to the music, again, a little more :
Then, with all the finesse of these waltzes in my head and eyes, all the sweetness of this dance, all its breadth, I can go wander around Vienna, glide along the cobblestones, invent extraordinary stories hidden in the halos of the streetlights, and and let myself be lulled a little more by the ultimate sweetness of the waltz – Chopin’s.
It was my tired and sweet night – but I don’t forget anything.
And for the Waltz
Ah the waltz, how I could play with that and with you, it was one of my first illuminations the waltz – how about a turn in the twirling laces?
Yes yes, even when you don’t know how to dance the waltz, you can dance with them – that’s the confusing magic that can be imagined with Virtual Reality – and I still don’t see why you should be embarrassed of bad reasons not to do it.
Featured Image : Pierre-Auguste Renoir – Danse à Bougival – 1883 – the “musette waltz”