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LA MAL COIFFEE - A REVIEW




As I've discussed previously, C.A.P. 34 (Artists Collective of Capestang) presents concerts in the public spaces of Capestang, often with aperos (light, homemade munchies and local wine) available at a reasonable price. The first of the winter season featured La Mal Coiffee (Bad Hair), a group of five ladies singing acapella with simple percussion instruments.

The evening began as these evenings all seem to do, with aperos and local performers - a young female singer playing accordion; a female trio with guitar, clarinet, and washtub bass; and a female singer/guitarist. Good amateur fun. The aperos began with a plate of tasty bits - a wedge of quiche, a slice of cheese, a smear of humus on a thin slice of bread, and such - followed by a bowl of soup and/or dessert including a fine cheese cake with a raspberry puree.

La Mal Coiffee were a joy. These five ladies obviously enjoy singing and enjoy singing with each other. They took turns announcing the numbers - that were in Occitan mostly, I think - and taking the lead vocals. They performed a single set that lasted at least an hour and a half, finishing covered in sweat and completely drained.

Admission was free, amazing when you consider the quality of the performance. Watch the video and consider what you would pay for 90 minutes of that level of entertainment. We are so lucky to live where we live!

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