October 6th, 2006
Hi everyone ! It?s been a long time, I know, but you know, sometimes gritos
are soo busy as King Negrito would say ! But nevermind, I?m right here, back
again, with interesting stuff to share right now. By the way, I?ll post the
second part of my summer report in winter, just in order to keep something warm
to talk about by the cold winter?
So here we are. Let me introduce you now what I would call the best place to
be at the time in Bordeaux : la Dibiteri. Since four years, this happy place is
well-known as one of the greatest musician place in Bordeaux, especially when
you want to hear a good jam-session, some real old blues, jazz-in-da-place and
real black music (yep? you know, the one dealing with music vibes but not white
yuppies fashion moods across the years).
The best place to be yesterday, free lightsabers for anyone !
But this time, ladies and gentlemen, I won?t talk about all that richness,
no no no, I was there for a special event, a special mission, something that
have to do with the fact that, days after days, this cool place opens scene and
evening to new tastes and ambiances. And you know what ? Last night was a great
night, just because the main theme was one of the grito?s main axe : Girls.
It may be usual to some of you, but in the past years and across the cities,
girl?s parties for girls that loves girls are sometimes known as the best
places to be. Just remind about the golden years of the Pulp nightclub in
Paris, when Sextoy ans Chloe were the real and only Queens of the night.
Sextoy ? For those of you who did not know about her, I
would only say that Sextoy was the most (real) punk (female) DJ I ever met,
somewhere between Laurent Garnier and Sid Vicious. But as some of you still
think about something else, let me please you and introduce a new friend of
mine : Duckie !
Duckie, a cool underground friend of many girls in-da-place !
Yep, I know? you mouth is openend but I can?t hear any sound. Duckie has
exactly the same problem, due to that strange red ball always clenched in it?s
beak. As he can?t really talk, he found something else, in his early years, in
order to express himself : the vibrating language. So you?re here, just saying hello,
and he answer you by vibrating. And I suddenly understood that we all sometimes
talk about good vivrations (as a yes), bad vibrations (as a no or something
that worries) ; so if you?re able to say « yes » and « no », I guess that as a
computer, you?re able to say anything by? vibrating !
We talked for a few minutes, and he explaned me that he was there in order
to introduce a new concept : human toys for Girls. Yep, adult toys ! But what?s
really different here is that these are toys thinked by girls for girls, sold
during amasing ans
private reunions, just as modern but really sexier but cool and colorful
kind of? Tupperware reunion !
What kind of fish can I catch with so incredile earthworms ?
I also quickly understood that these human toys, (some of these really looks
like psychedelic earthworms) when they were thinked by boys were more usefull
for deap sea fishing thant sirens approach. That seemed really right to me, as
the next rhum cocktail may had make them glow and glitter to many girl?s eyes
in the bar !
And just when that my curiosity got satisfied, I hear the first guitar riffs
of what I would call one of the best live events I had this year in Bordeaux,
discovering there a local band called « Nelly Olson », live !
Nelly Olson : far from Ingalls
At first, that was really trange to hear rock music in a
place mostly know for jazz and slam events. In a second time, it was quite
strange to hear such a good production and good voice somewhere outside the
main concert?s halls of the city.Finally, it became pleasant and pleasant,
getting more and more tastefull, as the audience was getting warmer and warmer.
The bassist, happy as cool and crazy, was sounding a little bit as Kim Deal in
the early Pixies ; the guitarist was efficient as the good Manchester pop used
to be, with efficiency and restaining concentrated attitude, somewhere beween
come Placebo and early New Order riffs ; the drummer was as usual hidden (that?s
a particularity of the place), but made a great demonstration of accuray, with
usefull and rich sounding toms. At last, the singer sounded as a real Diva from
the 70?s, using of a deep voice that somtimes hides in Joplin?s totured
textures. All of thisnot dealing with any kind of starsystem, but a real great
friendly athmosphere, and as it sometimes happens, a real great surprise about
the growing warm welcoming of the audience. So you know what ? Sometimes, if
you really want to hear good rock music , just forget about the usual rock
places !
Closer to Nelly, the next, a DJ?s having fighting a ton of technical
binzzzz !
Females Djs should have been heard next, but instead, a smiling guy
appeared, trying to install his laptop in order to produce ans uncertain mix.
But it might have been hard to be a male in a girl?s party. Just as if someonce
casted an evil spell on him, the smiling DJ counted all possible damages that
can happen when you try to lauch music. No bass sounds, then only bass sounds,
then no sound at all, while a Madonna tune was trying to escape from speakers?
Anyway, I was then really more interested by my fifth cup of local arranged
rhum, talking and laughing with the girls around me !
Girls around, still no sound / And? the great sorcerer of local rhum !
Well? that?s all for today. But the last picture introduces to you the great
sorcerer of the place, an incredible and smiling face of the local night,
that?s we?ll surely see around in my next posts !
See you soon,
Psychogrito
::: HAPPEN :::
