This is my first visit to the new bikini, and nothing to say, the hall throws.
Arrive at 20:40, Superamazoo is full service. Lille group gives us a highly engineered music (bass and drum parts are sampled, not played), relatively poor melodies, well established, some fans who like drum and bass by moving the head.
It is a little sad them, they move around, whoop it up but nothing happens, the public wants Gogol Bordello (pronounced Gogal brothel). At 21h the group leaves the stage (30 minute set so) and we rejoice, we expected much longer.
spend 45 minutes, the room fills up gradually. The lights go out, only one projector is pointed at the scene, Eugene arrives, guitar in hand, and began a song that will join the other group members.
The atmosphere is electric, it waits for the click. Here it is: Of SuperTheory Supereverything, second song of the set, marks the beginning of what will be one hour happiness, between romping, passion for music and performing arts. The Gogol raged, the tubes too, one is impressed by the effect of "Wonderlust King" or "American Wedding". These guys know how to dance crowds, and we want more.
sensational After an hour, you look exhausted, go away. Then one notices that the lights of the room does not come on again. And that the public wants more. So we hope, is recovered his breath, remembering that "Start Wearing Purple" was not played ...
O joy, the musicians come from New York, lining a single note on which Eugene dalida began singing, surreal, and the Pink Floyd, 'We do not need no education', before launching, "Start Wearing Purple" and the apocalyptic mess again. The crowd was conquered, in a daze, we see the band enchainer his best riffs and we give ourselves fully, thinking that every song is the last. Half an hour rab, the group does not care about the mouth of his audience.
Then, suddenly, the band stops, the magic wears off, it looks forward to the rest is history ... Eugene says that the French are reputed to be the worst audience in the world, the most cruel, the hardest to conquer, and that it is Italian (campeones del mundo) who told him ... The public does not know how to react, it smells of mouth foutage transalpiens of our friends, but the message is not very clear ...
few seconds of incomprehension pass ...
And sounds the melody of "Mala Vida"!
Damn, these guys are right, it's just madness in the public one last surge of adrenaline and musical mess, before the fateful goodbye.
10 minutes thanks to their audience, these guys cherish their audience, and this makes them the property.
It appears, sweaty, breathless, stars in their eyes, they were there, and frankly, they're good.
few regrets, however, the non-presence of 'Not A Crime' or 'Ultimate' on the setlist, the absence of one of two dancers and thus their synchronized dances and hypnotic crazy. Finally, we regret the two big balls that were before us at the beginning of the concert, incredible immobility, fortunately, we managed to quickly emerge, and we spent an unforgettable concert.
Thanks to bikini (the sound was just perfect), and thank you to those guys from New York who have energy to spare. Breathtaking.
