JACK O' LANTERNES

<body> <p><br> Jack o'Lanternes</p> <p ALIGN="JUSTIFY">A tear of joy, a sob of pleasure against a Honky-Tonk background: this is the cheap-wine high of the bal musette. Patrices guitar and the violin of Tattoo Raphaël light a gypsy fire; Jean-Nos bodhran calls out the Irish Fairies; Sylvies accordian sends the caps of the street-urchins of old flying high; Boriss bass tingles in our spines; Toms tambourines make our feet itch to danse; Nickys voice, rough and warm, invites us to step out.</p> <p ALIGN="JUSTIFY">The first time the Jack o Lanternes made us waltz was in Saint Malo Street, for the Folies Rennaises in June, 94. Then, for the Transmusicales of Rennes, drunk with music, we demanded more. Then this merry-go-round took to the road in Paris and the provinces, in bars and festivals, with exalted bar-hopping companions like Louise Attaque, Têtes Raides, Casse-Pipe, Les Clams, Jojo Triban, and Miossec. In June, 96 came a series of concerts in Palestine, and there was Penichtro, the itinerant festival on barges navigating the canals of Brittany in95, 96 and 97. </p> <p ALIGN="RIGHT">From a text by Marcel Victrice</p> </body>