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From The Digital Sweatshop
The Music, Art and Travels of Alan D. Oldham a.k.a. DJ T-1000.

Back to France.

Monday, October 31, 2005

Just back from Nantes last night. I love it there. Smaller and more quiet than Paris. Lots of fresh air, architecture and art. There's a venue called La Lieu Unique there that's a restaurant, bar, gallery space, bookstore, the whole bit. Always something cultural happening there. In fact, that's where we had the annual pre-show dinner. The promoter, Christof, is the consummate host.

The gig itself was great. Less people than last year, but that's everywhere at the moment. The crowd was wild, man. Screaming, stomping, hollering. They wanted it hard, baby. Lots of women (the women are young and beautiful in Nantes, with lots of fashion), too, that's what I like to see. I hate when you play hard and it's all boys out there.

Quick note about the Paris Metro: I hate it. Too crowded, too hot. People bumping into you all the time. There are also too many fucking stairs, which in itself isn't a problem, unless you've got a record box and luggage. I'll take the Berlin U-Bahn anyday.

Oh, Sammy Dee from Perlon was on my flight from Berlin to Paris. I thought it was him, but I wasn't sure. I met him three years ago and hadn't seen him since. I went up to him and asked "Do I know you?" He was like, "Alan Oldham?" Turns out he had a gig in Bordeaux.

Thanks to Duplex/Trium Music/Bounty Hunter for the great weekend.

-AO :: 6:05 AM ::


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