In the beginning just another tool in my ‘learn French’ kit, FIP became the everyday accessory for instant inspiration
The moment I decided to tackle (re)learning French, I knew that listening to radio was going to be one of the best and most effective ways of making progress. Secret weapon #1 has been my Kindle, and that needed a sidekick. Something I could use at work without being invasive. Now, one year and a half into this project, I’m not sure what were my first options in terms of radio stations. But I know where I stopped searching.
France Info is verbose. France Musique is often times pretentious. FIP is rebellious. Against time, lyrics, genre and roots.
The long instrumental jazz pieces are the delight of my working hours. Sitting in front of the computer with headphones on, I’m typing, clicking, and tapping the rhythm with my feet. It’s my secret to workplace productivity.
La pièce de résistance
Jazz is followed by jazz, by classic, by hip-hop. Bossa nova, fado, Balkan rhythms and instrumental improvs mix together with the titillating voice of the French female presenter, that hums the title of a Grant Green composition. There’s no way I’m taking the headphones off. It is exactly this eclectic show of languages and notes that got me hooked to listening FIP on an almost daily basis.
Thousands and thousands of mp3s on my computer are left forgotten. There’s no need for me to be in control of the music. I blissfully surrender to FIP. Chapeau!