Client satisfies Paris

Client, Triptyque, 22-08-05, Paris


There was no room for doubt in Client's performance. Clean, concise and unequivocal.

Il n'y avait pas de place pour le doute dans la performance de Client. Net, concis et sans equivoque.


Compared to the previous rock group their set was tighter-than-thou. The contrast between Client A's spoken lilt and her distanced lyrics was stark.

Comparé au groupe d'avant leur concert fut une affaire vide d'égo. Client A avait deux modes, un: le va-et-vient quand elle parlait, deux: la froideur des paroles chantées.


A microphone, leather gloves and a keyboard was all they needed.

Un microphone, des gants en cuir et des claviers ... c'était tout ce qu'il leur fallait.

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No Comment (Pop In)

Melancholy Gobstopper

Marco Tulio Thrash will attempt to perform the as yet incomplete "Shutdown Sweet-shop" (working title) for this Sunday's Open Mic Night at the 'Pop In' club, rue Amelot, Paris.

NB: Debbie D a.k.a Filter Queen will also be there for a less shambolic take on "Drive to Glory Hole" this time round.

Marco Tulio Thrash tentera sa chance sur "Shutdown Sweet-shop" qui est pour le moment n'est pas exactement finie le dimanche 18 Sep. à la soirée Open Mic au 'Pop In', rue Amelot, 11e (Métro: St Sébastien-Froissart)

NB: Debbie D a.k.a Filter Queen reviendra pour "Drive to Glory Hole". Cette semaine sera moins shambolique.

Different Standards

Here's the winner of the Paris Air Guitar Championship which took place September 8th at the Nouveau Casino. I disagree with the jury's choice. I feel that a skirt wearing cigar smoking spaniard would have made a much more fitting choice.

Voici le gagnant de la manche Parisienne du championnat de Air Guitar au Nouveau Casino. Cependant je ne suis pas d'accord avec le jury. Je crois que l'espagnol qui portait une jupe rouge et fumait un cigare aurait dû gagner. Le monde est aveugle.

Not Acid

Drive to Glory Hole
written by Marco Tulio Thrash

Void blondes and pastel shades have taken over.
Got to get away. Got to get away. Got to get away. Got to get away.

Drive me to Glory Hole
For some hoodlum love.
Ambush in the cave
Past the Barricades.

Got to get away. Past the Barricades. Got to get away.
Past the Barricades.

Drive me to Glory Hole
For some hoodlum love.
Ambush in the cave
Past the Barricades.

Got to get away. Past the Barricades. Got to get away.
Past the Barricade.

as performed w/ Debbie D a.k.a Filter Queen at the Pop In bar last night.

Hoodlum Love

Marco Tulio Thrash and Debbie D a.k.a Filter Queen will face off to the sound of "Drive to Glory Hole" for this Sunday's Open Mic Night at the 'Pop In' club, rue Amelot, Paris.

Marco Tulio Thrash et Debbie D a.k.a Filter Queen s'affronteront sur le son de "Drive to Glory Hole" le dimanche 11 Sep. à la soirée Open Mic au 'Pop In', rue Amelot, 11e (Métro: St Sébastien-Froissart)

Troubadours and Airheads - Benicassim Festival

6th August - Day 3




Devendra Banhart and his acolytes... oh what joy! From the commune-like stage-sharing to the subtle variations in pace and style make this thorougly enjoyable. There is enough folk-stomp to get our feet tapping but also the requisite acoustic slot midway. However Devendra does not drag on and places his songs in context with brief explanations in his lilting South-American accent. These anecdotes create a narrative that weaves around all the songs. Devendra Banhart's success is not down necessarily to his musical prowess but the way in which he manages to flesh out his songs in his own reality. His appearance at Benicassim heightens the aforementioned reality, furthering the myth and making him an artistic and popular success.



Xiu Xiu were up next in my to-see list. A little too experimental, their show veered from understated melody to overstated harshness for no visible reason. On top of that the pair spent much of their time hidden behind their instruments, this became quickly frustrating.



Kings of Convenience played a polite and polished set which I savoured from the touchlines. Certain sounds and rhythms were surprisingly jazzy verging on funky without ever losing the muted tension from their fingerpicked guitars.

!!! were certainly much more danceable but sadly their set suffered the same fate as Peaches'. Namely, the bass frequencies were turned up ridiculously loud and as a result all of the rapturous cowbells and rhythmic intricacy were drowned out. Thankfully, the frontman's didactic presence saved the day to some extent.

Ladytron were the huge dissappointment of the day. Helen and Mia were dressed in a awful dress and jewellery which seems to eschew any synthpop tension of their early shows. The overall impression was that they were breezing through to go to bed early. Diametrically opposed to Devendra Banhart, this is a band who are quickly losing their mystique. They are no longer "Showroom Dummies".

Not on tape

Tchernobyl Disco
written by Marco Tulio Thrash

If I told you my heart was radioactive,
Would you stay w/ me today?
If I told you my heart was poisoned,
Would you stay w/ me today?

Tchernobyl Disco
Come and dance w/ me.
Tchernobyl Disco
Come and dance w/ me.

Slow not cold,
Staring TV screens.
Cordon me off, I'm a lost cause.
Easy not sleazy,
Reading magazines.
Cordon me off, I'm a lost cause.

Tchernobyl Disco
Come and dance w/ me.
Tchernobyl Disco
Come and dance w/ me.

Decomission me...useless.
Decomission me...fallout.
Decomission me...useless.
Decomission me...fallout.

Draw a graph, you'll see the future.
I'm detrimental not instrumental.
Draw a graph, you'll see the future
I'm obsolete and incomplete.

as performed by yours truly at the 'Pop In' Club last night.

Fallout

Marco Tulio Thrash will sing-along to Tchernobyl Disco for the Sunday Open Mic Night at the 'Pop In' club, rue Amelot, Paris.

Marco Tulio Thrash chantera son Tchernobyl Disco le dimanche 4 Sep. à la soirée Open Mic au 'Pop In', rue Amelot, 11e (Métro: St Sébastien-Froissart)

Transposition (Corrigé)

Soon my bedroom will be laid out in the lounge. This redistribution of space is in aid of helping me get me round my things.

The photograph below does not depict neither my room or the lounge. It's a shot of a random kitchen. We'll just have to get used to it.



En quelques heures, ma chambre sera étalé dans la salle de séjour. Cette rédistribution spatiale m'aidera à raisonner autour de ces piles de choses.

Cette photo ne montre ni ma chambre ni le salon. En fait c'est une prise d'une cuisine au hasard. On fait avec.