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Feel the heat
I was just chilling out the other evening, (I had just finished watching some stupid French movie about breaking out from prison) and was having a last cigarette with Radio Nova on.
Nova is so good for playing stuff you wouldn’t expect, at the most random time and bringing tracks out of the blue. This time it was Rodion and the tune was just perfect for a 1am cigarette I tell you.
Filed under blabla, electronic
A true story
I have a friend, let’s call her A, she’s going out with this boy called B, but she told me that when she was still single, there was a guy called C that she liked, and she thought he liked her too.
Despite the obvious attraction, nothing ever happened, so she got together with B, kind of forgot about the other dude, and C even got himself a girlfriend.
But every now and then C pops back into her life and she feels like a little girl when she seems him, she tries very hard to act casual, keeps touching her hair and she probably even blushes when he leans over to speak to her.
But anyway, she asked me what should she do, leave B that she’s perfectly happy with and maybe pursue something that will never happen? Or forget about C forever and wonder every day what it could have been like?
Mate, I’m no agony aunt, so I told her something cheesy like ‘follow your instinct’, and then it reminded me of The Flirts for some reason.
Faux-pas
There’s a track that I like but I’m not sure whether I really should.
It’s ‘fa-fa-fa’ by Datarock.
So catchy, so good for getting ready in the morning! Then what do I have the feeling that this song is also a bit cheesy?
Surely with a name like Datarock, there has to be something wrong with this band. . .
Take me to the top
When summer comes and I am in Paris, all I can dream of is nice sandy beaches, palm trees, hot sun, relaxing afternoons and exotic food. Well for the past two weeks, as I’ve been spending some time with the family in Martinique, this is exactly what I got.
But now I find myself longing for Paris’ paved streets, the crowds of the Marais, a cold beer whilst sitting by Point FMR, the excitement of watching dawn rise after a long night dancing, my favourite Vietnamese/Japanese/Italian restaurants, the simple ability of going from A to B without a car.
Don’t get me wrong, Martinique is lovely and I’ve enjoyed the company of my grandmother and various cousins, but I always seem to be coveting the opposite of what I actually have. I know some people hate it, but I find July and August a great time to be in Paris because it’s not as crowded. When I lived in London I never got that impression. . . do people actually take holidays there? ! (ok the French are a bit lazy but still. . . . )
Apart from sitting down with the bf to finish watching the Sopranos and maybe get started on Twin Peaks, there are some things that are making me excited about spending summer in Paris:
-The Martin Parr exhibition at the Jeu de Paume
-Parties on the Concorde Atlantique, brunch at the Bellevilloise, drinks at people’s houses. . .
-My birthday
-The last week of the sales
-Woody Allen meeting Larry David on screen, erm hello, dream team alert.
-Bastille day
-“Amour Polaroid”, on the 17th of July, at Panic Room! More to come on this soon.
Parisian at heart, Parisian always. Here are some tracks to celebrate my coming back into town in 3 days.
Jacques Dutronc “Il est cinq heures, Paris s’éveille”
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(flashing lights) rough disco 