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Alex Winston

The wind rose up to chill us; the weather was bleak, the sky all grey. Were expecting four girls without instruments, Alex and her singers. From the distance, we saw an impressively large group approach. Forget an a capella, the musicians were there and numerous. A slight worried look passed over the sound engineer’s face, he who would have to capture this happy mess. Deep down, however, I was delighted. Smiling and enthusiastic, they only wanted one thing: to play their songs wherever they could, in newly discovered spaces. And they sang “Choice Notes” everywhere, as if they were using it to harmonize. Everywhere, always, like a melody you can’t get out of your head.

After a second song in some very strange bushes made of condoms (which you can see in the long version of this session), we started to get cold. To warm up, we decided to play “Locomotive” on the move. We were behind the Louvre pyramids, in the middle of an immense, deserted interior courtyard. Without really knowing where we’d end up or who we’d meet along the way, Alex confidently took the lead. Resolute first steps on old cobblestone, first notes of a vigorous song.

The session ended much more calmly along the banks of the Seine, with the amused glances of tourists and the natives’ indifference.

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The long version can be seen at watchyoursteps.net