The oracles said it would rain, but the storm and the hailstones went away and we played the gig in frontal sunlight, blinded and warm. Around us the eerie modernist park was for once filled with thousands of people. Inside the greenhouses the dressing rooms felt like sweatlodges. We climbed inside a tiny truck at the back and from that dark cabin the sound was sent across the airwaves of France and beyond. Then Rosemary joined the Orchestre National de France to sing a wonderfully cinematographic Kurt Weill song, backed by a hundred musicians. Later as the orchestra performed John Williams’s themes, we watched from the back of the stage, standing right next to the timpani player, awed by his mighty rock’n’roll drumming…
Moriarty on tour; Fête de la musique, Parc André Citroën, Paris 21.06.2012.
