Jean and Sylvie invited us to hear some Corsican music on our second night in Porto Vecchio. I’m thinking 7.30 for 8.00 pm and wondered why our beach visit with Sylvie did not end until around 7pm. Then there was dinner, and some activity (I am never quite sure what is happening in France, so I just try to flow with it). We left home at 10.40pm. Arrived in Porto Vecchio at around 10.50 pm which in itself was a surprise, because Dominique and I took around an hour to get from PV to Sylvie’s house the first time. PV was another surprise, because clothes shops were open and waiting for customers at 11pm, so I guess they have adopted the night time living which is typical of Spain.
We arrived at a small pub under some very old arches and at 11 pm three guitarist / singers and one drummer (who also played the sax) arrived on stage and proceeded to deliver powerful, three part harmony in voice and on guitar for one hour continuously. We bought the CD, I hope is sounds like the performance.
At one stage, after a particularly passionate rendition of something in Corsican, everyone clapped and cheered. Jean told us is was the national song. We left at midnight, and the clothes shops were just closing. Some bars were starting to look like they may open.
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