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ENSEMBLE LUNARIS AT CHAPEL SAINT-GERMAIN, CESSERAS: CONCERT REVIEW


Every once in a while, I have the pleasant experience of learning that someone actually reads these musings. I had that pleasure just the other night. A friend had come along to the Chapel Saint-Germain with us to attend the last concert of the season. Ensemble Lunaris had just gifted us with a wonderful evening of early music. As we left, my friend said,"I was reminded that you say that the most beautiful musical instrument is the voice of a woman." 

It is. And it was that evening.

Anaïs Bertrand and Eva Zaïcik are the principle singers. Mélusine de Pas both plays the viole de gambe and joined in song at the beginning and end of the program to create stirring trios. And Myrrha Principiano contributed to each and every number on the clavecin. The ancient chapel seemed to have been configured just for this type of music. Without amplification and with a dais only an inch or two higher than floor level, every note traveled to the audience of 100 cleanly and clearly.

I know. This music is for a particular taste, requires a willing ear. But if this music moves you, the young ladies who have formed the Ensemble Lunaris are just the ticket. And tickets for the concerts at Chapel Saint-Germain are only 13 euros for what amounts to a private concert by artists of impeccable talent such as these. Alas, the season is over. Check in HERE in June next year for the first concert of 2018. And as for Ensemble Lunaris, you'll find a Facebook page that is not particularly up to date HERE.

 

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