On July 5th, the star Sun gracefully went to bed as it does every evening. It gave up its nocturnal place to its sisters: Princesses of the celestial nights who parade in the sky, thinking they are the brightest to go dancing.
But tonight the star, the most dazzling one, danced on Earth, drawing the earthlings into its dance.
She arrived with a bag on her back and a lit torch in her hand: Like a traveler fallen upon the stage, not knowing where to go. In front of her, the village of Contes offered her a postcard-like nocturnal scene as a welcome. In the distance, the bell tower of Sainte Madeleine church resembled the lighthouse guiding the ships. At her feet, a crowd of happy people came to welcome her. A shower of applause brought forth the first notes.
“It’s like when one day
We come across an old photo
The paper has slightly yellowed
But the colors come back
So we close our eyes
And take a trip down memory lane
Oh! I hope I’ll always be
At home in Marseille”
“Patriiiiiiiiiick!!! You are at home in Contes,” a female voice from the audience calls out.
Patrick Fiori smiles, happy to be there, appreciating the love the audience reflects back to him as if to make him stronger. This friendly Marseillais invites “Marlรจne” with his:
“Yรฉ yรฉ yรฉ yรฉ
Oh oh oh oh
La la la la”
to take dance steps.
Then, “Without noise,” he made the lighter flames of the people of Contes sway for a night. One night on July 5th, 2007, when Patrick Fiori knew where he was going: to touch the hearts of his audience whom he invited not to hide behind their digital cameras or cell phones. Pictures and videos are fine, but one must live in the present moment and above all appreciate it, learn to capture all the emotions a singer provides. And Patrick has provided emotion. He sang so loudly that the neighbors didn’t even complain. Fiori is strong!
And what can be said about his voice when he sings:
“Que tu reviennes
I no longer expect it
That you come back
I have waited so long
Days and weeks
Months maybe more
As much as I remember
I believe you no longer loved me”
But yes, Patrick, we “Love you.” The audience is charmed. They follow him in his frenzy, taking on the appearance of an aerobics class: all fists in the air, hands reaching for the sky, or hands united from one spectator to another attempting a human wave.
For two hours in Contes, in front of enchanted earthlings, the star remained “Standing” without artifice, true to its generosity. Thanking the work of the people behind the scenes without whom the show would not exist, the musicians, the stage manager, the technicians…
For two hours, the star sang, she was herself, she with her audience… Then she said “Quatre mots sur un piano” and the star went back on the road with her bag on her back and a lit torch in her hand, leaving behind a sky full of memories.
A “Beautiful” evening in Contes!
