This is the first of many posts about why I love the metro.
Troubadours.
Probably my favorite aspect of metro riding. It never ceases to excite me when someone/a group of people get on the metro and pronounce:
Bonjour mesdames et messieurs!
I always know what is to follow will greatly please me.
After they greet you, they station themselves against a pole to stay steady during the ride, and then give a little speech to prepare you for what they are about to do. This is when I get out my proverbial bag of popcorn and settle in for the show I'm about to witness. They begin to play and their sweet, sweet music fills the air. Some troubs will stand in place, others will serenade their forced audience, pouring their heart out to whoever is "lucky" enough to have made eye contact with him/her. They play through a few metro stops and once they are done, walk up and down the isle saying "Merci mesdames, messieurs" to those who offer up a euro or two. Once they leave, silence fills the car and it leaves me longing for their presence again.
Now, there are sub-categories of these roving musicians: Troubs that are actually good, and the ones that are so horrible you wonder if they are possibly tone deaf.
Those that know how to wield their instruments add a wonderful soundtrack to what could be an average metro ride. My favorite is to hear the musician's renditions of La Vie en Rose. Hello, how more French can you get? Sometimes, if you're lucky, they have their own speaker system as to ensure the whole metro car can partake in the musical feasting. Sometimes they sing along, sometimes they have harmonicas. It's bliss.
While the actual musicians make me so happy, the tone-deaf troubs are possibly even more entertaining to watch. They don't know how to sing or play their instrument but they play anyway. Hearing them butcher well known classical pieces or what I'm sure is some form of La Mer just makes me smile. These "musicians" are just doing what they love and I can fully appreciate that.
It's not uncommon to run into a group of musicians in the corridors that connect various metro lines. One of my favorite memories of this was a group of about 5 musicians playing Flight of the Bumblebee. Can you imagine! People were running and bustling about trying to make their trains and to have this song playing was like out of a movie. So fantastic!
These troubadours are not all the same either. You can be sure that you will never get bored with the genres offered. It's a new style every time. Classical, rock, and even Mariachi.
Troubadours.
Probably my favorite aspect of metro riding. It never ceases to excite me when someone/a group of people get on the metro and pronounce:
Bonjour mesdames et messieurs!
I always know what is to follow will greatly please me.
After they greet you, they station themselves against a pole to stay steady during the ride, and then give a little speech to prepare you for what they are about to do. This is when I get out my proverbial bag of popcorn and settle in for the show I'm about to witness. They begin to play and their sweet, sweet music fills the air. Some troubs will stand in place, others will serenade their forced audience, pouring their heart out to whoever is "lucky" enough to have made eye contact with him/her. They play through a few metro stops and once they are done, walk up and down the isle saying "Merci mesdames, messieurs" to those who offer up a euro or two. Once they leave, silence fills the car and it leaves me longing for their presence again.
Now, there are sub-categories of these roving musicians: Troubs that are actually good, and the ones that are so horrible you wonder if they are possibly tone deaf.
Those that know how to wield their instruments add a wonderful soundtrack to what could be an average metro ride. My favorite is to hear the musician's renditions of La Vie en Rose. Hello, how more French can you get? Sometimes, if you're lucky, they have their own speaker system as to ensure the whole metro car can partake in the musical feasting. Sometimes they sing along, sometimes they have harmonicas. It's bliss.
While the actual musicians make me so happy, the tone-deaf troubs are possibly even more entertaining to watch. They don't know how to sing or play their instrument but they play anyway. Hearing them butcher well known classical pieces or what I'm sure is some form of La Mer just makes me smile. These "musicians" are just doing what they love and I can fully appreciate that.
It's not uncommon to run into a group of musicians in the corridors that connect various metro lines. One of my favorite memories of this was a group of about 5 musicians playing Flight of the Bumblebee. Can you imagine! People were running and bustling about trying to make their trains and to have this song playing was like out of a movie. So fantastic!
These troubadours are not all the same either. You can be sure that you will never get bored with the genres offered. It's a new style every time. Classical, rock, and even Mariachi.
Yeah.
Basically I love the troubadours. They make my heart so happy and add such joy to an experience that I already love. It's genius!
There is definitely more to come on my love of the metro.
-M
Basically I love the troubadours. They make my heart so happy and add such joy to an experience that I already love. It's genius!
There is definitely more to come on my love of the metro.
-M
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