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- Diving in the time and spirit of cabarets of the roaring twenties. 2019. -
Pigalle, a sultry old lady whose attire now belongs to the old days, has a worthy daughter who is currently celebrating her 70th birthday: Madame Arthur.
This small cabaret, located on rue des Martyrs, with its flashy red façade and scrolled woodwork, immediately displays red cheeks and voluptuous forms; to push open its doors is to enter a world of disturbing appearances and a feast for the senses; to stroll in is to plunge into the Belle Epoque, the Roaring Twenties and the transformist spirit of the post-war period.
In 1946, in the post-war jubilation and the need for entertainment, "Monsieur Marcel" opened a transformist cabaret in which, as the name indicates, men disguised as women lead a revue. The place was called "Madame Arthur" after the title of a 19th century song written in 1850 and made famous in 1892 by the singer Yvette Guilbert who performed in these same walls. Frequented by Toulouse-Lautrec, the place had then a prestigious name: the Japanese Divan. In the 50's, the success is dazzling and the crowd is numerous. People came there to indulge themselves with transvestites and homosexuals, to the sound of clinking glasses and the piano of Mr. Gainsbourg father. The latter will be replaced by his son Serge in 1952. The man with the head of cabbage carries out his first compositions for the artists of the review.
Out of fashion in the 2000s, after a few years of disuse, Madame Arthur reopens its doors in 2015. The place, refreshed, is decorated with care in the current neo-retro trend and a new troupe brings a baroque'n roll spirit in the tradition of Berlin cabarets of the interwar period while interpreting a wide range of current and old French songs. Under the artistic direction of Mr. K, fellinian characters such as Charly Voodoo, Patachtouille, Miss Morian, l'Oiseau Joli, The man inside Corrine accompanied by colorful artists and strippers follow one another on stage and wander among the audience in a cheeky and good-natured atmosphere. Sometimes, dandies, transvestites or artists with a flashy look come to enhance the decorum and the disparate public. The show is everywhere, even in the sparkling eyes and the radiant smile of the assembly. Madame Arthur, now lifted, becomes again an eternal young girl and continues to make forget, the time of one evening, the worries of the world.
Pigalle, a sultry old lady whose attire now belongs to the old days, has a worthy daughter who is currently celebrating her 70th birthday: Madame Arthur.
This small cabaret, located on rue des Martyrs, with its flashy red façade and scrolled woodwork, immediately displays red cheeks and voluptuous forms; pushing its doors is to enter a world of disturbing appearances and a feast for the senses; strolling through it is to plunge into the Belle Epoque and the Roaring Twenties.
In 1946, in the post-war jubilation and the need for entertainment, "Monsieur Marcel" opened a transformist cabaret in which, as the name indicates, men disguised as women lead a revue. The place was called "Madame Arthur" after the title of a 19th century song written in 1850 and made famous in 1892 by the singer Yvette Guilbert who performed in these same walls. Frequented by Toulouse-Lautrec, the place had then a prestigious name: the Japanese Divan. In the 50's, the success is dazzling and the crowd is numerous. People came there to indulge themselves with transvestites and homosexuals, to the sound of clinking glasses and the piano of Mr. Gainsbourg father. The latter will be replaced by his son Serge in 1952. The man with the head of cabbage carries out his first compositions for the artists of the review.
Out of fashion in the 2000s, after a few years of disuse, Madame Arthur reopens its doors in 2015. The place, refreshed, is decorated with care in the current neo-retro trend and a new troupe brings a baroque'n roll spirit in the tradition of Berlin cabarets of the interwar period while interpreting a wide range of current and old French songs. Under the artistic direction of Mr. K, fellinian characters such as Charly Voodoo, Patachtouille, Miss Morian, l'Oiseau Joli, The man inside Corrine accompanied by colorful artists and strippers follow one another on stage and wander among the audience in a cheeky and good-natured atmosphere. Sometimes, dandies, transvestites or artists with a flashy look come to enhance the decorum and the disparate public. The show is everywhere, even in the sparkling eyes and the radiant smile of the assembly. Madame Arthur, now lifted, becomes again an eternal young girl and continues to make forget, the time of one evening, the worries of the world.
Pigalle, a sultry old lady whose attire now belongs to the old days, has a worthy daughter who is currently celebrating her 70th birthday: Madame Arthur.
This small cabaret, located on rue des Martyrs, with its flashy red façade and scrolled woodwork, immediately displays red cheeks and voluptuous forms; to push open its doors is to enter a world of disturbing appearances and a feast for the senses; to stroll in is to plunge into the Belle Epoque, the Roaring Twenties and the transformist spirit of the post-war period.
In 1946, in the post-war jubilation and the need for entertainment, "Monsieur Marcel" opened a transformist cabaret in which, as the name indicates, men disguised as women lead a revue. The place was called "Madame Arthur" after the title of a 19th century song written in 1850 and made famous in 1892 by the singer Yvette Guilbert who performed in these same walls. Frequented by Toulouse-Lautrec, the place had then a prestigious name: the Japanese Divan. In the 50's, the success is dazzling and the crowd is numerous. People came there to indulge themselves with transvestites and homosexuals, to the sound of clinking glasses and the piano of Mr. Gainsbourg father. The latter will be replaced by his son Serge in 1952. The man with the head of cabbage carries out his first compositions for the artists of the review.
Out of fashion in the 2000s, after a few years of disuse, Madame Arthur reopens its doors in 2015. The place, refreshed, is decorated with care in the current neo-retro trend and a new troupe brings a baroque'n roll spirit in the tradition of Berlin cabarets of the interwar period while interpreting a wide range of current and old French songs. Under the artistic direction of Mr. K, fellinian characters such as Charly Voodoo, Patachtouille, Miss Morian, l'Oiseau Joli, The man inside Corrine accompanied by colorful artists and strippers follow one another on stage and wander among the audience in a cheeky and good-natured atmosphere. Sometimes, dandies, transvestites or artists with a flashy look come to enhance the decorum and the disparate public. The show is everywhere, even in the sparkling eyes and the radiant smile of the assembly. Madame Arthur, now lifted, becomes again an eternal young girl and continues to make forget, the time of one evening, the worries of the world.
Pigalle, a sultry old lady whose attire now belongs to the old days, has a worthy daughter who is currently celebrating her 70th birthday: Madame Arthur.
This small cabaret, located on rue des Martyrs, with its flashy red façade and scrolled woodwork, immediately displays red cheeks and voluptuous forms; pushing its doors is to enter a world of disturbing appearances and a feast for the senses; strolling through it is to plunge into the Belle Epoque and the Roaring Twenties.
In 1946, in the post-war jubilation and the need for entertainment, "Monsieur Marcel" opened a transformist cabaret in which, as the name indicates, men disguised as women lead a revue. The place was called "Madame Arthur" after the title of a 19th century song written in 1850 and made famous in 1892 by the singer Yvette Guilbert who performed in these same walls. Frequented by Toulouse-Lautrec, the place had then a prestigious name: the Japanese Divan. In the 50's, the success is dazzling and the crowd is numerous. People came there to indulge themselves with transvestites and homosexuals, to the sound of clinking glasses and the piano of Mr. Gainsbourg father. The latter will be replaced by his son Serge in 1952. The man with the head of cabbage carries out his first compositions for the artists of the review.
Out of fashion in the 2000s, after a few years of disuse, Madame Arthur reopens its doors in 2015. The place, refreshed, is decorated with care in the current neo-retro trend and a new troupe brings a baroque'n roll spirit in the tradition of Berlin cabarets of the interwar period while interpreting a wide range of current and old French songs. Under the artistic direction of Mr. K, fellinian characters such as Charly Voodoo, Patachtouille, Miss Morian, l'Oiseau Joli, The man inside Corrine accompanied by colorful artists and strippers follow one another on stage and wander among the audience in a cheeky and good-natured atmosphere. Sometimes, dandies, transvestites or artists with a flashy look come to enhance the decorum and the disparate public. The show is everywhere, even in the sparkling eyes and the radiant smile of the assembly. Madame Arthur, now lifted, becomes again an eternal young girl and continues to make forget, the time of one evening, the worries of the world.
