We start off with the “Les sauvages” dance from Les Indes Galantes. Can’t help it – I start tapping and wiggling, but I’m in a café so have to be discreet. Don’t stand up and do the chicken dance, Nat, they’ll never let you come back.
Lots of top-notch Rameau arias as I start walking home, then… the telephone rings. Emmanuelle Haïm answers, muttering ‘I thought we got them disconnected” Who is it? “Folly” “Ah no, you weren’t invited” - but you can’t stop Patricia Petibon launching into a totally bonkers aria from Platée, with lots of fun improv.
More arias.
Suddenly the sun clouds over, and a frozen pall falls over the warm Auckland day, as Christopher Purves chills me to the bone with Purcell’s Cold Song.
Nearly home. As I go down the hill, Philippe Jaroussky and Pascal Bertin launch into Purcell’s “Sound the trumpet”. Almost imperceptibly a Latin beat creeps in and by the time I’m halfway down we are right in the middle of a salsa party … which morphs again into English Baroque by the end. The crowd goes wild.
This is a party I wish I had gone to.
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