Some instruments safeguard a collective memory. The accordion is one of them: the breath of the people, a voice of the streets and celebrations, the melancholy of the dance, travel, and nostalgia.
But in the hands of Richard Galliano, this instrument ceases to belong to a single landscape and becomes the world: it traverses jazz, dialogues with Bach, brushes against tango, reinvents French tradition, and opens itself to the vertigo of improvisation.
Some eras never stop seducing us.
Not because they were perfect, but because they knew how to transform life into vision, desire into art, and the night into a promise. The Belle Époque is one of these: a feverish, glittering, and restless time, in which painting, music, invention, and dreams seemed to mingle within the very same breath.
La Nuit Fantastique invites us to cross that threshold.
Not as distant spectators, but as guests of a Parisian café in the early twentieth century, immersed in a world where anything can happen: the appearance of brilliant artists and inventors, the dizzying allure of immortal music, the glow of an image coming to life, and the increasingly blurred line between reality and imagination.
