Here is the translation. It might not be completely correct, but some of those French-Canadian idioms are beyond me!

Even at the time of their glory, the transposition to stage of their skillful pop inventions was a bit risky, I suggested to Graeme Edge in an interview. The drummer of the Moodies had this comment: "It is easier to reproduce now, we are not just alone with our machines, the technology is better controlled. And we have two (male) musicians and two (female) musicians to do what we cannot do ourselves.” Last night at Wilfrid, the full-bearded man was proven right: the music machine of the Moody Blues worked to perfection.

And the three guys who are still active in the Moodies from their heyday – the affable Graeme, the great Justin Hayward at main vocals and guitar, the cheerleader John Lodge at secondary voice and bass - kept true to form as the machine required. Graeme benefited with a backup drummer, but when he was featured on percussion, the dear man naturally rediscovered his thunder. Hayward and Lodge were impeccable, flawless: not one version of the group’s classics was lacking, not just the frenetic I'm Just A Singer (In A Rock 'n' Roll Band) and Ride My See-Saw but also the psychedelic pop wonders like Gypsy (Of A Strange And Distant Time) and Isn’t Life Strange. And the obligatory flute solos of the retired Ray Thomas? Played expertly by a certain Norda Mullen.

The bar was set even higher for the songs from the album Days Of Future Passed, their masterpiece, one of the "perfect" albums of the ‘60s. Nothing sparing here! Tuesday Afternoon, Peak Hour, the poem Late Lament and the supreme ballad Nights In White Satin were properly huge and beautiful.

This level of performance does not leave much room for improvisation; everything was in order, planned, including the rare speeches and even the sequence of gags from good fellow Graeme Edge on the horrors of age. John Lodge said, "Take care and keep smiling!" at the end, as in all recent shows, it was just right as if Justin and he did not look "on cue. The naturalness of this suffered a bit, but it was a small price to pay for the constant attention to detail. Can you flirt with perfection and really entertain at the same time?

The fans there were certainly on their side: there were standing ovations about every two songs, cheering the successes of the 80s - The Voice, Your Wildest Dreams, The Other Side Of Life, I Know You're Out There Somewhere – as well as the bravura pieces from their heyday. An ideal looked-forward-to evening with a superior and beloved band? Hard to ask for more.