Une soirée bourgeoise au Théâtre des Champs-Elysées

What would you otherwise call a pot-pourri of Spanish and South-American themes played by the Orchestre National de France and directed by Riccardo Muti? A concert which was predictably to end with  Ravel's Bolero, AND with flowers thrown on the stage (not at all a custom in Paris) to express admiration for "Oh Mutiii!"?

You could ask why the heck I did go if I knew it was gonna be so full of it. For some complicated reasons I had to go, but I also wanted to see/listen to  Xavier De Maistre, who often accompanies our fave Diana Damrau, who was the first French musician admitted to Die Wiener Philharmoniker, and who pursues a successful solo career as well.

It all ended as expected: Xave was indeed excellent, while the maestro did the routine job to collect the appearance fee [OK, I liked de Falla's suite too] :)