There was no bride, no vows, and no glass broken underfoot. There was no marriage, but Les Yeux Noirs may as well have been entertaining a Jewish wedding party. And it was one hell of a party.
In a quick post-concert-survey I collected words from various people to describe our collective experience at the Balkan Beat Box. Here are some of them: “new," "old," "fun," "unified," "rambunctious," "rowdy," "full," "light," and “bright.” My favorite was the wordless expletive “ghrrraaa” denoting an over-flowing of fun and excitement.
