Just two days before my supposed departure from Guadeloupe for French Guiana, Chantal held the first of the planned monthly events, “La taîte de chanté.” Originally, the soirée was to take place at the Jardin Biguine, but because of the ongoing strike, as far as I can tell the Jardin was closed at the time.
That Tuesday night, all music lovers and friends gathered in Chantal’s garden. My neighbor also invited her two dear friends-musicians, to accompany our joyful choral attempts. She had spent I do not know how many hours typing and copying a selection of popular songs in French, English, and in Creole. Obviously, the guests could also bring their own ideas; the handouts were just to get us to sing initially.
When, together with Annick, we finally appeared in the garden, exhausted having made two plates of pancakes, the party had already begun. I saw Chantal – hurrying around serving food and drinks, and making sure everybody was comfortable. The crowd was at the second song from the handout, I believe. Then Chantal took over the mic for a few minutes, and initiated another hit.
With the time passing, more and more people reached for the microphone and suggested some well-known songs. I was particularly appreciative of the two musicians, who quickly recognized each melody and accompanied the enthusiastic singer.
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