Drenched in the evening, Maxime Petit and
Daniel Carter trade runs on bass and reeds, respectively, flitting like
nightingales (or is that nighthawks?) in search of sustenance. Their
instruments dance around one another in graceful motion, never standing still,
sometimes accelerating, other times pulling back and letting notes hang in the
air. The full moon gleams over Paris, and Petit and Carter are there to usher
you to the morning. Breathe in the city, the streets, the sky, and let the
music come to you.
--Ryan
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