and here’s the rest of the band…
We also got to see Electrelane at La Cigale, another incredible show. I’m looking forward to their show in NYC next week. This four lady band rocks, with each song building, ebbing and flowing in a really powerful way. As with the time I saw them 2 years ago, they are an extremely “togther” band, each song falls together perfectly. The crowd LOVED them and 2 gay dudes totaly started a mosh pit, something I was glad I was not a part of. I thought there might be a kind of riot when the club would not let Electrelane come on for a second encore. I was suprised that they didn’t play more songs from their new album “No Shouts, No Calls,” which is one of my favorite new albums of late.
Seeing Nouvelle Vague was exciting and strange. They were not quite as bossa nova as we expected, but they did put on a fantastic show. Being the New Order and Joy Division fanatic that I am, of course I felt vindicated hearing their versions of “Blue Monday” and “Love Will Tear Us Apart.” I have noticed that cell phones have replaced lighters as lighted things to wave during rock ballads, which is pretty funny. I also found it strange that Nouvelle Vague has been covering super-mainstream 80’s songs and songs that are not at all from the 80’s (like Os Mutantes “Baby”). G. and I came up with a list of bands they could cover, like: Television, Orange Juice, Talking Heads, Ramones, Gang of Four, it could go on…
Walking around Paris holds no end to small treasures, including this vintage store, Mamie. It is packed from basement to attic with vintage shoes, accessories and clothes. It is kind of like going through 10 pack-rat granmother’s attics all crammed into one tiny store.
A highlight of my trip was seeing two operas, one at the classical opera house, and one at the newer Opera Bastille. Close to the ceiling we were able to observe the beautiful paintings on the ceiling. The opera itself, L’Allergro, il Penseroso ed il Moderato, with choreography by Robyn Orlin, was a lot to take in at once (dancing, singing, music, subtitles and video), but was extremely powerful. Orlin’s use of video and technology in the set, modern costumes, and comments on the discrephancy between rich and poor nations and the gap between those who hold power and those who don’t, drew some boo’s from the audience. At first I was skeptical of her project, but I find myself still considering it and wish I could see it again.
So here I am, among the tourists gasping “just like the Da Vinci Code!’ dragging G. to see the Praxiteles exhibit at the Louvre on the first day of my recent visit to Paris. Leaving (at that point) cloudy, rainy, cold NYC for summer-like Paris was a much needed vacation. I found the Praxitele exhibit interesting, especially because only one of the sculptures might have been carved by him. So one could say that the show really examines his influence in classical sculpture. Knowing about nothing about classical art, I found this premise for a show quite interesting. However, my eyes soon became bleary from reading so much text and gave up simply to sketch a sculpture of a woman’s torso. I think that in this kind of closer examination of the artwork was where I was able to appreciate it as an art object as opposed to an idea, and I preferred the objects. Much more satisfying was our trip to the contemporary art museum in the suburbs, MAC/VAL later in the week.
A paitner I had never heard of, a woman of course, a contemporary of Picasso, she had her own little room at the Orangerie Museum and I was so taken by her work, lots of greys and roses and blues, the paintings all had women and dogs in the them, a comment on ladies nature? But of course she is not as rememebered as all those other modnerist dudes, even if her paintings are way more interesting.