K a l é ï d o s c o p e
In the square, a table. A tenor, a soprano, a baritone are arguing over love, jealousy, and the remains of the meal.
A piano gets involved, a violin heats up, an accordion comes in when the atmosphere changes.
And the audience? Close-knit, privileged witness of the great lyrical bazaar.
Opera, musical comedy, French song... and an original creation, because we also like to cook our own dramas.
Here, Offenbach flirts with Brel, Verdi glances at Sondheim, and Mozart tries to remain worthy in the midst of chaos.
We sing the omelette in trio, like a Bécherel sauce, we massacre Orphée with the violin, and we recall a universal truth: first the food, then comes the morale.
So take a seat... there is always a chair for you.
