"The Morning Hour": Regina Spektor, Folding Chair

The weather in the last two days has been the sweetest possible: warm, dry and with a light breeze that starts blowing in the evening. With such a beautiful and rare setting, a concert in Hyde Park sounds really like the perfect thing to do.
Actually it is, the location for Regina Spektor's gig last night was amazing, they have created a small village on the bank of the Serpentine pond with the support acts playing in small band stands while the audience lays on the grass, enjoying beer and burgers.
I wasn't thrilled that the main act, Regina, played under a covered tent, very dark inside (though beautiful orange sunbeams filtered through from the cracks and the doors. The gig was okish... reality is that, but for a couple of songs, the new album is not impressive at first listening. The night was actually worth it, however, for the magnificent walk in a darkening Hyde Park we had after the concert. 10.30pm, the park still lightly lit by the random lamp post and the twilight in the sky. The water was calm, placid. Ducks, geese and birds were still slowly fishing and swimming. The odd couple kissing on a bench, two friends silently chatting to the bottom of a bottle of wine. My hands in her hands, my eyes in her eyes, in the most beautiful summer night London has ever given me.