It was a sunny Sunday when I arrived in Trafalgar Square after a long walk with some friends visiting me in London. We stopped and stared at the many street performers that were filling the area and I saw this amazing scene.
There weren’t only tourists in the square, but also normal people enjoying their free time and walked a bit further with the shopping bags, just to feel the easy atmosphere that one can breathe there.
The sound of an electric guitar raised clear on the rapid beats of the drums. The lights turned on, directed on a circle on the stage, while the images on the screens in the back started to slide quickly. Excitement was in the air and as impatience grew among the crowd, there he came to satisfy all of us. Lenny Kravitz entered the hall on the notes of Come On Get It, a song from his new album Black and White America.
We followed him, amazed by his personality. It didn’t matter if the opening group before him didn’t warm the atmosphere before his appearance. It didn’t matter if more than half of the crowd was over forty. It didn’t matter if he’s not as tall as he seems on TV. His involving voice was leading the scene perfectly.
Sunglasses, black pants, boots, wool hat and an explosion of energy: he rocked us all and in a few minutes the whole room of the Assago Forum was singing and dancing in the dark.
He started American Woman, then Mr Cab Driver, She’s Got Attitude, California in a balanced mix of old and new. Sometimes he took a pause between one song and the other, and gave us the attention we were dreaming of.
A wide glass door with a posh handle, cream-colored pavements, a long bar and some tables with leather sofas: the Maroush restaurant in Edgware road appeared very expensive and sophisticated at first.
An elegant waiter turned up his nose as we asked him a place for three on Saturday evening at eight. “I can give you one, but I need it free by 10.30,” he said, and guided us in the main hall downstairs.
The room was crowded, but the low light made the ambience very warm and inviting. A lot of squared and round tables with white coverts and shell-shaped napkins were disposed very close to one-another.
We walked in front of a tiny stage on one corner and sat at a large table with a bowl of multicoloured vegetables on it. A waitress gave us the menus and waited for our orders.
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