Seins Fantomes

Back from Toulouse by train in the morning. I managed to arrive home in time to catch Mike from Roma, (who I met in New York thru Peter when they were go go dancing together at the Slide and Opaline last year), in town for Kylie's concert on the next day. His heavy golden Puma jacket had me smiling all afternoon.

Le Tigre gig at Elysée Montmartre was pure fun fearless lesbian feminist crazyness. Their music is great, the whole thing was about bright colors, collages and homemade clothing, it was hysteric. They did not forget to change in between songs and their cheap yet beautiful videos totally made my day too. Jumping in the crowd in company of Gerboise/Bertrand and Ed was really fulfilling. I badly needed to scream and shout, so now, this is done. I saw them first last year at the Freedom of Wedding concert in New York but this was much more interesting !

Gravy Train !!! opened the show with a stunning performance involving some bare asses and lots of glitter + good music of course.

 

After the show we ate lightly, with the boys, at the intimate Tagada Bar nearby,that was right before I leave them for late a drink at the Boobs Bourg bar aka Chez Nicole, which is closing this saturday. As we left the place, the Police was harassing the poor Nicole for the music being too loud, which according to us, was not true. Plans were made for the coming days.

And each of us went his way.