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| Posté le/Post date : 05/05/2005 à 19:57 (Lu/Read 3901 fois) |
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Ce soir là donc nous jouions à Marseille
D'abord merci à la team d'organsation trop efficace !! La date trouvée, le show organsé en deux semaines chrono pour un bled où tout va beaucoup moins vite qu'à Paris (excepté les bagnoles la nuit) chapeau bas.
Une partie du groupe descandait vers le mdi, moi je remontais de Perpignan encore plus au sud, ouah, ça commence comme une chanson de Michel Fugain.
Le concert a lieu au Lounge, il paraît qu'on essuie les plâtres, avec les jeunots d'Aggravation (à prononcer à la française, je précise, on m'a demandé de le dire).
On va arriver avec 1h30 de retard, j'appelle pour prévenir, je tombe sur un mec qui me passe un autre numéro, à ce numéro un mec me passe un autre mec qui me demande si j'ai pas le numéro des organisateurs pour les prévenir. Massilia system, here you are !!!
On se retrouve donc finalement tous au bar, on pastagase, on vinasse, on pollentate, on biérise, bref la routine.
Le concert est plutôt chaotique mais on est pas là pour pas rigoler non plus. Les Aggravations sont très surprenants et efficaces, moi ça me fait penser aux Stitches, je sais pas ce qu'ils en pensent mais perso j'aime beaucoup les Stitches.
On est un peu bourrés (sauf Iwan qui ne boit pas) quand on commence, et ça entraîne quelques imprévus amusants. La sono est à la ramasse pour la voix, Cécilia chante donc sous une enceinte, et personne ne doit l'entendre. A un moment elle se coince le bracelet du bras droit dans son bas résille jambe gauche, et elle chante deux minutes pliée en deux, le public doit se demander ce qu'elle fout, bah voilà, rien. Moi je commence un morceau totalement à côté, mais comme ça sonne bien et que d'habitude je me goure jamais (hahahha) je continue jusqu'à ce que les autres me fassent comprendre que là, non, quand même, Fred, t'es à l'ouest.
Le public est bien achalandé, on y voit du punk rocker, du skinhead, de tous les ages svp, et même ma soeur qui crèche à Marseille, et un pote d'enfance, Fred c'est son blaze aussi, qui nous a prêté ses cymbales vu que Nicus il les a oubliées à Paris. Ce mec n'a déjà pas de batterie, en plus il vient sans ses cymbales... une vrai danseuse!!
Après le combat, repli stratégique au CosmiC UP, à deux pas, fiftos, white rock, et tout, que du bonheur.
Puis dodo les uns chez ma soeur, les autres chez Vero Crabs, qui crèche aussi à Marseille (mais tout le monde vit là ou quoi?)
Le lendemain on se lève trop tard pour passer au Dernier Cri, 10 heures de route pour Rome, va fallloir se les cogner.
On revient quand vous voulez!!!
Fred OP S
Au fait... Si un membre du Dernier Cri lit ce truc, qu'il sache que je vis un drame personnel. Ca fait quatre fois que je viens à Marseille et que soit j'ai pas le temps de passer à la friche, soit j'y passe mais c'est fermé. Et le numéro sur la porte il fonctionne, mais on tombe sur un répondeur qui dit "rappelez plus tard". Mais moi je veux pas rappeler, je veux entrer!!! Comment qu'on fait bordel!!! Voilà mon Dernier Cri à moi...
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| * Maledetto XVI, punk rock pope * |
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| Posté le/Post date : 03/05/2005 à 09:22 (Lu/Read 976 fois) |
Commentaire/Comment : Habemus rock n roll
I (your servant) played in Roma with a Pope outfit.. it looks like somebody took a picture and put it on a.. portuguese BLOG!!
So if you can read portuguese (or wanna see my face..)
go there and read May 1st page...
My report is coming soon...
FRED OP S
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| Stuttgart |
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| Posté le/Post date : 23/03/2005 à 14:26 (Lu/Read 831 fois) |
Commentaire/Comment : End of the story... too bad!!! we want to come back!!
>>D'autres photos de la tournée ? Faut voir iciSur le site des Boonaraaas<<
Stuttgart....
What we see from the city when we arrive is not really pure entertainment. It looks industrial, grey, dark, brown, all those charming colors that french people usually associate with Germany.
The club is Jungendhaus west. I guess it's a place for young people, and it's west of the city...
The guy who booked the gig is Micha, I'll tell you later about him.
We want to have fun, because it's the last gig. Everybody is a bit tired after 8 gigs and only one day half-off because of the bloody fucking van which is still not working. On the way to the club, I bought a button with "Crazy Bitch" written on it. So we start a contest, the crazy bitch contest, to see who in the Bunooriis is THE real crazy bitch. We put a poster on the bass drum, with "Crazy Bitch Contest" on it, the Booooonoooorrraassssss play all their set with it, it's cool. Tina is back, for that last gig, and the girls do a great job (I love to be kind of (hahahahaha Pat) paternalistic, sometimes... You know, like Charly in Charly's angels).
I don't remember if we play first, I think so. Berndt from Incognito records is here and he records us. I don't know what it's going to be, cause Nicus was pretty drunk and the set was a bit chaotic. BTW, after the gig, Nicus leaves the stage and goes to sleep in the backstage, and... he pukes INSIDE Laura's shoes!!! I think he was trying to puke in a big jar with a plant in it, but he didn't reach it, and Laura had the very wrong idea (never do that again you young punk) to put her shoes close to the jar...
Anyway it was again a good show, we sold all our left LPs there, and the crowd seemed to enjoy itself.
AFTER the gig... we separate. The girls (except Eve) go to a hotel while we go to Micha's place... For a moment, I don't understand why we separate, and arriving at Micha's place, I see that there is enough room for all of us... but, I soon discover that there is no shower there. And no bathroom... The shower is actually broken, so you can take one, but it will take like... 3 hours before the water comes. OK. No shower tonight. I'll stink until tomorrow night. Then... we go to bed... and instantly, I discover that horrible smell. Micha books tons of bands in Stuttgart, he's nice and he did a good job for us... But his place is terrible. You can't imagine. I start to realise that the girls sent us in a kind of (hahahaha Trich) trap!!! I have to sleep with my clothes on, dreaming (it could have been a nightmare..) of what could have happened in those sheets... All the bands booked by Micha for years have slept in those sheets... HELP!!!
When we leave in the morning, there is 20cm snow everywhere. We have to walk for 15mn to the hotel where the girls slept well, had a good warm shower, and a good breakfast... I hate them!!
We have to hit the road to Aachen, then take Fabrice's car back, then drive to Paris.. .
The tour is quite over. FUCK!!
We can't wait to come back!
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| Dresden |
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| Posté le/Post date : 22/03/2005 à 20:06 (Lu/Read 671 fois) |
Commentaire/Comment : Million dollars marxists... we LAUVE YOU
Tonight we play in Dresden. The club's name is Scheune, it's a big place, and we share the venue with the Million Dollars Marxists.
First story about them. When we played in Chicago, last year, we played with them. They came all the way from Vancouver, just to make one gig in Chicago, you can guess how motivated they were!! They had just signed with Gearhead, and they were (are) trying so hard to be the new New Bomb Turks!!! They are... and they ain't!!!. They played exactly like NBT. But let me ask a question... is it usefull? Now the funny story. The venue was in a bar, it was quite small, there were lots of people, so it was packed. When the MDM started to play, everybody went out. Sorry guys, but it's true!!!! The singer was jumping everywhere, I think he was trying to act like Eric from the NBT. But it didn't work!!! It was so funny to see the bar's owner telling him "hey dude calm down, get down from here, leave that bottle... " and so on...
TONIGHT they do the same thing. But it's kind of (hahaha T.) funny to see them pose before the show, you know what I mean, "hi guy, we are THE american band", and on stage "hi Dresden, we love you, thank you for coming....". Which is quite funny because the same thing as in Chicago happened, the crowd was leaving the place!!!
We decide to do stupid things while they play. First, Iwan gets on the stage, just behind the band, using the backstage door (he's a backstage door man hahhaha), and he stands there for a while, saying hello by hand, spitting coke, smiling and doing stupid dances. Then Cécilia decides to slap the singer. Sorry mate, but you have what we call in France "une tête à claques", you know, a face which deserves a slap!! So she goes in front of the stage, makes a sign to the singer, he comes... and she gives him a huge slap!!! hahahaha!!! so funny. I really think he still doesn't know why she did that.... just for fun!!!
After the gig, things go a bit crazy. We start silly dances. The youngest Boonaaaaaaasssrrrarsrsrs' member (lets not say who she is, ok Laura?) is drunk, and she's kissing a guy she pretends to know. Nice try, young punk!!! Christina is yelling cause she has lost her "favourite jacket". The boonarooossss are pretty good in loosing things I think. We leave pretty late.
 
I finish in a bar with Christina, while the others are already in bed. Chickens!!!
It was (another) good night.
Toomorow, last show in Stuttgart where funny things (again, I'm sorry) happened.
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| Kassel, with a K. like King Khan |
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| Posté le/Post date : 21/03/2005 à 18:20 (Lu/Read 1084 fois) |
Hamburg is far away now... We are in Kassel. The Klub is kalled K19. It seems to be an old shed turned into a rock place. Tonight we play with a one man band guy, a friend of King Khan. Sorry I don't remember the name of the guy, which is so bad because he was cool and his show was wild. Yes, sorry, his name is Bloodshot Bill, he has a cool site, so check it !!! He was spitting behind the stage ten times a song, and after his show the curtain behind him looked like the Niagara falls.... Nicus decides to support him, and he does the same thing while we play. Our gig is rough, the crowd is enjoying itself, I finish the gig completely out of tune, I have that grungy sound which can be cool sometimes. But somtimes only, be careful. While the Boonaraaas are playing, the King jumps behind the stage and tries to piss in his own mouth. That guy is a child. Definitely. His pals from the Shrines take him out of the stage before things go to far...
BTW, The guy who's in charge of the sound was quite funny. He told Khan's friend "I love your style but you should change your voice". Imagine the same bullshit with Lux interior, for exemple !!! He told us "I love your Holyday in Cambodia cover" (it's a song we don't play....). He was a kind of (hahahaha T.) hippy, with birkenstocks... hahahahaha!!!
After the gig we sleep at Khan's place. He has two lovely daughters, a charming girlfriend, he makes us pancakes in the morning.
We have to go to Dresden, where funny things are (again) going to happen... Thank you Mr Khan.
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| Ich bin ein Hamburger... |
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| Posté le/Post date : 18/03/2005 à 20:50 (Lu/Read 662 fois) |
Hamburg, as you know, is the city of sex, rock n roll, drugs. And that's where we play tonight.
The club is called Hafenklang, it's an old... something, don't know what actually, it looks like a squat, and it's half a squat, as the owner says. But it's a cool place. The girl who's in charge of the sound is nice, she does a very good job. We share the venue with the Hara-kee-rees, so the gig is gonna be weird BUT good for music lovers. Punk wave, punk rock, 60's punk... so it's music with punk in it.
Nothing special to say about the gig. We have fun. I sing again a song with the bonnoroossss and I break the microphone stand by jumping around.
It's the first time I see the Keerees, they are nice, friendly and very good on stage. You should see them.
BUT....
what is funny about the gig is what happened after. We decide to go and have a (couple of) drink(s) in the red district. We leave the club at 1 o'clock, and go walking in the snow. Tricia still has her nice ballerina shoes, and she sings with Chistina "oh my god, ich habe kalte füsse". Could be the next Boonaaaaaaarsss hit, you know. We stop in a bar, have some cheap tequilas, and move to another bar. The girls (Cecilia, Trich and Christa) go to the sex shop, but I still can't say what they buy!!! Oh yes, C. (let's keep her anonymous) shows me two very cheap nude pictures. You can call it anti-sex stuff, it's cheap cheap cheesecake!!
The second bar is cool. Very good music, so we get in, throw all our bags and stuff on the chairs, and start crazy dances. After 15 minutes, Trich finds out her bag has been stolen, with the keys of the van, the keys of the club, and all the BOONARS merch money.
The waitress tells her to have a look in the toilets. The bag is back... but without any money.
Trich wants to keep on dancing and drinking!! but we are a bit tired, and drunk, so we leave.
Tomorrow, waking up is gonna be hard...
I love that!
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| Münster |
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| Posté le/Post date : 18/03/2005 à 10:34 (Lu/Read 726 fois) |
After Berlin, we play in Münster. People who know Germany could think it's strange to go east then west then east then north then south then... it's the way it is, we are the road crew would have said Lemmy.
Tonight the show is at Gleis 22, it's a cool club to play in, we are really well welcome. The Booninass are kind of (hahaha) home tonight, and there's a good crowd for a working day. They play, then us. I sing with them. We enjoy ourselves. We are getting used to it. God (or any bastard in the sky) it's gonna be hard getting back home after that.
After our set, a guy with a nazi cap and a machine gun arrives, and he forces us to go back on stage. Somebody told me that germans have no sense of humour with nazism (hey I don't think what happened in WWII is funny... it's just being able to laugh and provocate at the same time). It seems that it's not 100% true. The guy has a SpitS jacket, he is 100% no-nazi, he's a friend of Trich I think, and we take pictures with him. Anyway in Berlin, I bought a DDR air force cap, so tonight it's cap night.
Alen from Aachen is here tonight, and we dance for a while. Cecilia is totally drunk.
Another good party!!!
Tomrorrow... Hamburg, and another fantastic story that happened to the wild and crazy Boossssssnarsssssoorrraaaasss!!!!!!!!!
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| Tour words |
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| Posté le/Post date : 16/03/2005 à 20:36 (Lu/Read 780 fois) |
Commentaire/Comment : 100% true
10 days in a Van. With the same (cool) people. We have developped our (kind of hahahaha Trich) own lexicon.
Van : home. The place you are going to waste, which is going to be smelly and look like a real mess at the end of the tour.
1000 euros: the price you have to pay if you have an accident with the VAN. So everytime one of the drivers does something which is not 100% right, there is always someone to yell : "1000 euros".
Rider : book which gives adresses you're not gonna find and schedule you're not going to respect. You usually read it ten times a day, and forget what you read after 2 seconds.
Kind of: a very convenient word to explain anything when you're german and you speak english to french people. Everything become a "kind of" something. An exemple? "hey, Fred, can you give that kind of bottle which is kind of near that kind of stuff, please?"
"Il faut faire du pipi" : it's what a german girl says when she wants to piss... and she believes it's in good french. I swear, it's not!!! Driving 6 hours a day on the highway, you're going to hear that.. 10 times!!
Wurst : food. What french people want to eat in Germany.
"c'est bien pour les gamins" : it's convenient. Operation S males private joke. It means "it's good for the kids".
Jagermeister : Nicus private vision of drinking in germany.
Carrot: Boonaraaas van food. "anyone wants a carrot?".
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| WHITE but TRASH |
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| Posté le/Post date : 15/03/2005 à 07:31 (Lu/Read 545 fois) |
So....
Before that tour, we didn't know the boonoonoooes, just by name, hey, the band exists since 95 !!!
But now, we can say that those girls are Punk girls.
Listen to that fairy story.
When we leave the club, tonight, after the show, everybody is quite drunk. The Boonars have made exchange with the guy at the bar at Wild at Heart, I give you a button, you give me a tequila, and they really have tons of buttons !!! We leave the club to go to the White Trash. It's a an old chinese restaurant changed into a hype indie punk place, there, you can eat "Marquis de Fuck" burgers, you can guess the style...
Yann told me the owners are americans. The waiters are mostly americans. Tonight there's a guy From france who is deejaying (does that word exists?). We are 13 in the van, everybody yells, laughs, the night is going to be fun.
So we get in the Withe Trash, and start to drink and have fun, it's quite late and we can see that the waiters would rather go to bed than serve drinks to people already drunk, or on their way to drunkland.
And... Christina, boonies drum girl, starts to play with a big plastic chinese dog which is in a corner of the room. She takes it (it's quite big, I swear) in her arms and starts to dance. One of the waiters turns instantly mad. And asks her to leave. She doesn't argue, stares at the guy, who gets nervous... put on her coat, and she gets outside. Trich, the singer, tries to argue, and she soon figures out that the waiter is a real asshole. He's german but speaks in english with her!!! So she gives him a very nice stiff little finger, you know, the one that means "go on fuck yourself", and she leaves. Hey !!! BANNED FROM THE PUB!
I try to speak with the douchebag, but there is nothing to do. So we all leave the place.
It was a real cool party night !!!
Vielen dank für Yann und Olivier TV Killers. We had real fun. White Trash is not that trash, finally...
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| Ich bin ein berliner (ich auch) |
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| Posté le/Post date : 14/03/2005 à 13:00 (Lu/Read 830 fois) |
Berlin is a big city. And a cool place for music, buying records, stuffs, anything. BUT as the van had trouble, we had to spend half of our only day off looking for a garage, and finding it. Because that bloody fucking garage was on "berlinerstrasse", and there are 7 in Berlin. After a while, we found the garage, owned by a man called "Müller", hey, no doubt, we're in Germany!!
A guy came and took the van for a while, we paid 45 euros, whao it's cheap... but the day after we figured out that the van is still in trouble... So maybe it's expensive, what do you think?
Tonight we play at "Wild at heart", it's one of the "you must play there" place in Berlin, the club is cool, Kustom stoner style, know what i mean ?
The Booninas play first, cause Laura (the young Laura) is a bit sick. She's maybe too young. I sing a song with them, "toutes les nuits" a Calamités cover, it's on the very first record of the BOONOOrOOOSSSS. I like it, i jump everywhere, in a (kind of... hahahatrich) Verole's style, if you know that guy, former singer of "les Cadavres", sure you know what i mean. If you don't... fuck offffff!!
We play pretty good tonight, i mean we have energy, and we try to do "je cherche", a 60's canadian band cover, for our friend Yann, in order to thank him for his hospitality. The result is pretty strange, because nobody on stage can really remember the chords.... who cares, it's punk rock.
AFTER that gig... we and the BOONARRRRRRRSSSSS go to a place called WHITE TRASH. it's hype. AND... toomorow, you'll hear about what happened!!
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| Cafe trauma Marburg |
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| Posté le/Post date : 04/03/2005 à 10:33 (Lu/Read 941 fois) |
So....
After a long trip in our second home for that week, the VAN, we arrived in Marburg. The club is a kind of (hahaha Trich) cultural place for young people and tonight the audience is pretty young, even Laura seems to be old !!
The backstage is nice and warm and we start to speak with the Boonies (I've decided to give them nicknames from now on).
They are nice and friendly, and we are going to discover pretty soon that they are also crazy... wait for the Berlin report!!
Tonight we open the show, and it's fun to see those young guys and girls doing their saturday night pogo on our music.
Then the boonooes, the crowd is still pogoing, ans singing, we have a good time. Patricia is jumping around so she breaks a string and has to finish the set with Iwan's bass, wich is getting out of tune by itself tonight. And SHE does it well (I'm suddenly thinking about a song...). Pat, you're a real performer.
After, in the backstage, we meet Angelo, a 47 years old skinhead, singer of Dominator, a streetpunk band, BTW he and his lovely girlfriend whose name I can't remember.
Don't know if it's the fridge full of free beer or our great sense of conversation, but they both spend about an hour talking, untill they get too drunk to be understandable. I can report that Angelo is not working at the moment, but he sometimes makes pizzas, cause he's from italy. It's cool.
I love those after gig talks.
We then leave for the sleeping place; tonight it's a kind of (hahahaha) youth hostel, cool. We are alone. The shower is big and the water is warm. I will go to bed late, and wake up my poor operation S comrades by looking in my bag and making noises that get on nerves. I love that.
Tomorrow Laura is leaving, she must go to school on monday (remember she's still young).
The rest of the boonanas (only two!!! ) come with us in Berlin.
On the way we are going to discover that the van has a fucking electronic problem, and we will have to stop several times for a while... God I love german highways!!!! himmel!!! teufel!!!
Tchüssi, next stop Berlin.
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| Germany Suicide tour: 1st step |
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| Posté le/Post date : 02/03/2005 à 12:53 (Lu/Read 2911 fois) |
Hello readers (if you are more than one)
This is the very first part of the German tour report. This time I do it in English (in my so called English) because my German is too weak.
We had our first show in Aachen (don't know yet how to pronounce it!!) on the 18th of February. The gig was organized by Alen, one of the nicest guys I’ve ever met in Aachen (actually he is the only guy I know there but it's a good start).
We took Fabrice's car to go there, and we arrived in an old WWII bunker, which is a cool place to play in, I think. That night we met the Boonaraaas for the first time, and we played also with a Dresden band the Venus shells. They opened the show. Two girls, bass and guitar, and a drummer. They play really good punk rock, the guitarist has a fantastic voice, and we enjoyed it a lot. The Boonaraas, then, for their garage punk pop girl rock (don't know if you know what I mean, but I do). Tina was on stage for that night only, and she'll be there for the last show in Stuttgart). All the girls, even the young young Laura (hahahaha) are moving and singing on stage, they seem to have fun and it's communicative.
Then us, as usual, we had good time on stage, people seemed to like us... who needs more?
Then.... PARTY!!! you really have to fight for your right to party, but when you got it... use it at the max!!!
We danced a lot, drank a lot, laughed a lot, und so weiter !!!
We slept at Alen's, which allowed us to see how good are the musical tastes of that boy... He's German, hell yeah!!!
In the morning, we met the Boonaraaas and drove to Marburg. It was supposed to be the shortest trip of the tour, but thanks to the German girls’ kind of (hahaha Patricia) sense of orientation... we spent 6 hours in the van!!!
Tomorrow, Operation S is driving... can we do better?
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| * Coming soon (arrivant bientôt) * |
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| Posté le/Post date : 08/02/2005 à 17:05 (Lu/Read 634 fois) |
On part donc au pays de la bière et de la saucisse dans quelques temps, on tâchera de vous faire part de nos impressions (pas d'Afrique celles-là, quoi qu'en dise Raymond Roussel) au fur et à mesure (un jeu de mot me vient à l'esprit, mais non...).
Dans pas trop longtemps, vous devriez aussi pouvoir lire une interview de nous par nous dans Maximum Rock'n'Roll.
Et une mini tournée en Italie se profile début mai.
Elle est pas belle la vie, hein?
I said that we are going to Germany pretty soon, we're having an auto-interview (or whatever you wanna call it) in Maximum Rock'n'Roll next issue, and that we are probably going to Italy in May.
Life is a bitch? and then you die? hmmmmm, don't think so!!
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| * Nouveau Rock'n'Roll Français * |
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| Posté le/Post date : 18/01/2005 à 15:30 (Lu/Read 483 fois) |
Des membres d'Opération S seront présents le 22 janvier à Mains d'Oeuvre, à Saint Ouen, pour le concert fêtant la sortie de la compile dont le nom est dans le titre.
On jouera pas parce que faut pas déconner mais on ira voir nos sympatiques amis Bordelais les Magnetix qui méritent à eux seuls le déplacement.
Venez donc vous aussi, c'est pas cher et ça peut rapporter... rien. Que du bonheur.
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| * Allemagne année 05 * |
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| Posté le/Post date : 11/01/2005 à 07:40 (Lu/Read 543 fois) |
Opération S part en tournée en Allemagne au mois de février. 8 ou 9 dates sur 10 jours, en compagnie des garageuses Boonaraas, le tout organisé par Weird World.
Sortez les saucisses, le schnaps et la bière... on arrive!
Le détail de la tournée bientôt dans les news.
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| 24 heures du punk |
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| Posté le/Post date : 23/12/2004 à 15:30 (Lu/Read 1106 fois) |
Commentaire/Comment : et pourtant on est pas à le Mans
Il paraît que la rillette de Tours ça existe... j'en ai pas encore mangé, en revanche la MJC de Joué lès Tours maintenant je maîtrise.
On est parti en convoi avec les Troubadours, qui se sont couchés fort tard après le gig d'hier avec Deadline .
On débarque à la MJC vers 13h30, on a qu'une heure trente de retard tout va bien. Vu qu'on balance en prems, on fait un peu les cobayes (tu peux me refaire le tom deux s'il te plait...) c'est un peu long mais le son sera bon.
On fait connaissance avec les Corons puent , des jeunots Lillois qui font de la OI (écoutez leur tube, "Raymond le cureton"). Nicus et bibi on se marre bien en écoutant les "strummer d'or" sur radio béton, c'est très drôle, par exemple strummer d'or des choeurs les plus faux, du break le plus improbable, de la meilleure sirène de police dans un morceau... Le reste de la troupe est parti Emmaüsser (je viens d'inventer le verbe) et trouvent Punk and Disorderly vol3 à la Trocante près de l'hôtel, on est bien dans le ton de la soirée.
Je suis aux premières loges pour les Corons puent, je chante et tout, on retiens bien les paroles faut dire, la batteuse avoine sec (hahahahaahaaa obligé de la faire celle là!!!) bravo les cht'i, on s'croiro à'l'ducasse!!!
Nous autres on enchaîne dans un esprit punk, c'est un peu le thème de la soirée vous me direz, et ça à l'air de plaire, j'aperçois quelques bretons qui chantent les paroles, merci les amis. On aura droit à une photo dans le canard local le lendemain, enfin surtout Cécilia mais elle triche elle met des bas résilles et des mini jupes, elle fait rien qu'à se faire remarquer!! Elle parvient même à laisser son postiche accroché au micro de la grosse caisse en se roulant par terre, Opération S c'est musique et cascades ce soir.
Pendant Deadline je retombe en adolescence, et me v'la t'y pas que j'te slamme, il faut dire que la musique est étudiée pour et que j'ai un peu abusé de la boisson à volonté.
Ensuite coma dans les loges, je peux rien dire sur les Filaments, sinon que y'en a un (au moins) qui a une crête.
Puis très tard hôtel, dodo, resto, autorouto et maisono.
Elle est pas belle la vie?
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| Posté le/Post date : 20/12/2004 à 14:01 (Lu/Read 420 fois) |
Commentaire/Comment : l'autre pays du fromage
Hier Paris, aujourd'hui les bataves. Parce qu'on est des bataves, on est fier d'être... etc....
Je bosse le matin et je me ripe à midi pile, pour rejoindre Vérole qui va être du convoi vers Groeningen, et son club mythique, le Vera. Il suffit de voir qui a déjà joué là pour comprendre... Si vous y allez un jour, vous verrez que je dis pas de conneries!!!
La route est longue pour le sommet si tu veux faire du rock disait AC/DC, là on comprend pourquoi. 650 bornes sous la pluie avec les bouchons tout partout... Monde de merde!
Mais on arrive, on se gare, on balance, on retrouve les Spits qui ont paumé leur clavier (au sens propre du terme, il a disparu après le concert à Paris). Le bassiste a la main pétée, parce qu'il s'est battu avec son frère (le grateux...) J'suis punk punk c'est fantastique.
L'accueil au Vera est exceptionnel, y'a qu'à Darcey que c'est mieux (comprenne qui peut).
Piaules sur place, bouffe, boisson, enregistrement du concert, et tout le reste. PARFAIT.
Y'a pas foule ce soir, 130 entrées payantes, mais on nous dit que c'est bien pour un concert en semaine. Soit...
On joue bien, je trouve, le public est un peu mou du dargeot mais bon la Hollande c'est un peu l'autre pays des Zippies... Vérole qui est très en forme (pour l'instant) vient pousser un Hors la Vie avec nous, il se roule sur scène bien qu'il soit en veste de costard blanche... c'est du meilleur effet. 
Les Spits montent sur scène et là... comme dit Nico, le régulier de Cécilia "comment on peut être aussi génial avec des morceaux à trois accords?" Ben on a déjà demandé ça au sujet des Ramones.
Le concert est vraiment excellent, on a laissé le clavier d'Operation S branché, et donc on va tous faire un petit tour sur scène pour accompagner, c'est le joyeux bordel, on passe encore des vacances formidables merci monsieur rock n roll. 
Après, direction la cave, on fait un peu de Baby foot local, y'a une vitre dessus et les joueurs sont en plastoc avec une sale gueule, c'est vraiment un pays de patineuses, du coup on les éclate, 20 ans de baby foot c'est pas du rollmops.
Le lendemain shopping, Nicus achète un bonnet de cuir et un masque de chat, il garde l'ensemble toute l'après midi. Bah quoi???
 
On rentre dans la soirée, demain Joué les Tours.
Show must go on
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| Posté le/Post date : 20/12/2004 à 13:37 (Lu/Read 478 fois) |
Plus tard, quand je serai (vraiment) vieux, je pourrai dire à mes enfants (si j'en ai un jour) ou à ceux des autres (j'en connais qui en ont) "j'ai joué à l'Elysée Montmartre pour les 25 ans de la Souris".
J'ai découvert ce groupe en 83, depuis j'ai jamais raccroché, et à l'époque imaginer qu'un jour je jouerai avec eux ben... j'imaginais pas!!!
DONC...
mercredi soir, on arrive vers 16 heures pour la balance, on assiste à la fin de celle de LSD, et du coup je sais d'avance que Marco Wunderbach va jouer 25 ans. L'ampli de Jean Pierre est pété, mais il est là donc je devine aussi qu'il va monter sur scène.
Taï Luc semble avoir la crève, c'est parfait, il aura la voix baryton frankenstein qu'on aime.
Mad River arrive aussi, du coup je vais pouvoir taxer une sangle de gratte vu que j'ai oublié la mienne.
Les portes ouvrent pile à l'heure, et Mad River joue devant pas grand monde au début, beaucoup plus sur la fin, leur set est carré et original, Kim a vraiment une super voix.
On monte sur scène à 19h45, le clavier marche pas donc on perd un peu de temps et on va nous le décompter à la fin, c'est con on a déjà qu'une demi-heure... Mais on s'amuse bien, on enchaîne tous les morceaux, et hop... fini.
LSD va jouer deux heures, tout le monde chante, tout le monde est content d'être là, merci les gars.
Merci aux camarades qui sont venus (dans le style lysergique) : Pozzo (elle est belle la console de l'Elysée?) François (parfait ton ampli) Xavier (belle casquette) Thierry et Maria (ça faisait un bail) Ricky (t'avais qu'à être à l'heure) Simon (l'Elysée c'est un peu chez toi) Philippe et Christelle (Orléans!!) Laeti (putain on te voit à tous les concerts!) Heidi (ach!!! gross malheur !!) Catouche ( I feel love) Paul et Fanny (si je m'y attendais) Fabrice (Saint georges power) les Agathes (comme ça on fait un lot) Blam Blam et la bretagne crew (j'en ai vu quelques uns...) Belette, son frangin et la Dijon raya (hardskin aux tanneries c'est comme Skrew à l'ile de Wight!!!!) Thierry Deschamps (I used to be a punk) Nam (pas de cméra ce soir?) Rod (tdlc) et tous les autres que j'oublie...
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| Posté le/Post date : 30/11/2004 à 07:48 (Lu/Read 483 fois) |
Le clip de Délinquante, réalisé avec brio par Alex, est dans le premier numéro de Digital Punk, un magazine DVD, en kiosque.
Dans le supplément papier, on peut lire dans la chronique du DVD de LSD, qui est sorti le mois dernier, "Après Oberkampf, les Bérus, Métal Urbain, LSD et Warum joe, qui va se reformer?" ou un truc dans le genre. Dans la liste qui précède, je vois nettement deux groupes qui n'ont jamais arrêté... Les journalistes de Digital Punk sont des gens bien informés, et qui doivent souvent acheter des disques et aller aux concerts...
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| Posté le/Post date : 05/11/2004 à 10:47 (Lu/Read 497 fois) |
Le tour est fini, on part demain, enfin une partie de la troupe, quelques chanceux vont se la couler douce par ici encore quelques temps.
Encore du shopping (logique), puis on se retrouve tous chez GG Thunders, guitariste des Checkers et maître d'oeuvre du label Radio Beat. C'est un garçon charmant, qui possède un goût sûr, il a par exemple deux Econoline, et une Ford Galaxie 64, le même modèle qu'Iwan, c'est pour dire!!
Chez lui c'est un peu le musée du punk modso rocker, y'a tout ce qu'il faut, disques et objets que tu as envie de ramener dans tes bagages. Il nous offre les dernières prods du label, le 45 des Pinkz, compil Radio Beat, album des Lipstick pickups...
On trie tout le bordel à ramener, les disques, les conneries achetées partout, les T-Shirt faits sur place, les affiches de Chuck etc.. Ils vont halluciner à la douane !!!
Le soir, on se rend au bowling, et GG nous met la patée (145) sur la première partie, je sauve l'honneur (119) sur la seconde.
Dodo, lever duraille avec 4 heures de sommeil, puis avion pour Paris via Dallas.
On arrive mercredi matin, temps pourri, et Bush qui vient d'être réélu haut la main....
Monde de merde!!!
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