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| ORIGINALLY BROADCAST ON: Tuesday February
1, 2005 |

A late night bistro in Paris in the 1920's. |
As Paris emerged from the hardship of the Great War, a wave of
hedonism swept through the city. In the wake of deprivation, decadence
flourished as Paris once again became the centre of modernity and
creativity.
The French call the interwar years "Les annees folles",
the crazy years, and for those who could afford it, it was indeed
a wild party. Censorship was minimal, women's bare breasts
were an accepted part of an evening's entertainment and brothels
were legal. The American dollar was much stronger than the Franc,
and American expatriates indulged in all that the city had to offer.
Back home prohibition and narrow mindedness reigned, but in Paris,
champagne and ideas flowed.

Kiki, of Montparnasse (also photographed above) |
Some of the greatest artistic collaborations of the century fermented
in Paris. It was in a Parisian café that the surrealist
photographer Man Ray, met his muse, Kiki of Montparnasse. Here
Ernest Hemmingway boxed with Morley Callaghan and F.Scott Fitzgerald
kept the time. Across the Seine in Montmartre, Cole Porter would
stay up all night at Bricktop's nightclub and wake up to
compose some of his greatest tunes.
While the legitimate arts thrived, so too did the city's
seedy underbelly. It was here that pornographic films and electronic
vibrators emerged and student parties turned into marathon orgies.
The Grand Guignol theatre walked the line between art and pornography
nightly with its feigned mutilations, graphic sex scenes, and private
balcony with a double bed.
Foreigners in Paris found a new tolerance for lifestyles that
were taboo at home. From the rampant libido of Natalie Barney to
the more staid partnerships exemplified by Gertrude Stein and Alice
Toklas, lesbians were chic in Paris. Male homosexuality was more
covert but sympathetic friends and casual partnerships were easy
to find.

Jazz legend Cole Porter moved to Paris where he hosted lavish parties and
explored his bi-sexuality. |
The soundtrack to "les annees folles" was unquestionably
the syncopated import from Harlem: jazz. Paris had a long of tradition
of welcoming foreign musicians, and jazz clubs sprang up in the
Montmartre district. When Josephine Baker debuted on a Parisian
stage, carried in by a half-naked black man, she sent a message
across the city, black was beautiful. She became an instant celebrity
and a potent sex symbol, all before her 20th birthday.
As the 1920's came to a close, the staggering numbers of boisterous
tourists in search of booze and entertainment began to enrage the
French. But it was not the growing animosity towards foreigners
that finally ended the great migration. As Black Tuesday toppled
the stock market in October 1929, the stream of money that had
supported the Americans abroad ran dry. For those who stayed, Paris
remained, as Hemmingway described, "A Moveable Feast",
but it became less exuberant, less exciting, perhaps even less
sinful. |
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