Another huge acid satisfaction in my bucket ::: (you shouldn't cut your hair, man)

I'll explain what you have to do.

Earn the first row, possibly in front of Makoto Kawabata's amplifier, close your stupid eyes, untie your hair (please, feel entirely each of your hair, coming down from the root to your chicks), bow to the music, head bang horizontally, listen to the caress of the trip through your own hair and get hypnotised by Acid Mothers Temple & The Melting Paraiso U.F.O.

…When you'll slowly wake up from such a trip, you won't believe the only thing you made was to stand in front of a stage.

Know first who eventually will see you will think you're having the longest orgasm ever – get ready to the consequences. Well, or don't. Who mind, perhaps you're having the longest orgasm ever!

Anyway, although I was enjoying the concert in trance, my stupid eyes wanted their slice once again…

Hiroshi Higashi

Makoto Kawabata

Tabata Mitsuru

again Hiroshi Higashi

Koji Shimura

I usually don't post this type of photographic memories, but for this special night I do like to make exception to show I joined Koji's real job: taking a picture with a lady every concert.

Koji Shimura with me

And this exception must call its related exception, the fun after the other great psych concert I enjoyed this year, also in the same locale, the dB'S; in April I saw Cinema Soloriens and, yeah, they're actually strongly connected with Acid Mothers Temple because Daevid Allen, who was playing in Cinema Soloriens too, is synonym of Gong – and Gong had a great good time with Acid Mothers Temple, which obviously gloriously turned into Acid Mothers Gong.

So, here these other exceptions, thanks to Luc Pilmeyer, who photographed this unexpected dance during the middle of the dinner we had together after the concert, in a Greek restaurant. 

me and Daevid Allen
photograph by Luc Pilmeyer

Daevid Allen and me
photograph by Pilmeyer Luc

By the way, I'm very serious saying you shouldn't cut your hair.

Guess why during the Vietnam War special forces recruited Native Americans and, lately, decided to let them keep their long hair. Just guess it.

Sonic Dynamite II

The 9th of March I went to a very cool event at dB's: the Sonic Dynamite II, "The second edition of Utrecht's funkiest edition", with on the stage the Brothers On The Edge and The Sun Prophets.

As usual, my carnet was with me and I finally share my sketches online!
… With, also, some memories from the musicians, included a very ending note…

Andrew Weeks and Iggy Fornerino from Brothers On The Edge

Benjamin Moy and Leo Pourier

Peter Wienke and Leo Pourier

An old lady particularly enjoying the night dancing

Clément Savourey from Brothers On The Edge

again Geraldine Marmelstein

The Sun Prophets

The Sun Prophets

I really have a nice memory of that night, I remember that brought very intense energies.

But it left me the desire of portray deeply better Iggy Fornerino, the guitarist of Brothers On The Edge – definitely.

(Iggy is currently also the great guy that sometimes I scare for accident opening the door of my bedroom, going in our kitchen. Iggy: you have to know that for all my life I been the one scared for nothing by anybody and above all by housemates (just not my mother: I have a reason for being like this, after all…). So being now the one that scares someone else is a very strong emotion, to me.

Thank you.

Eta's Cardiogram)

Zun Zun Egui and Container

Container and the flyer attached on my carnet

Voila another reportage with sketches and photographs, again at dB'S of Utrecht, this time just for my pleasure and for Container, the first band on stage or rather a strong stream of healthy stoner.

Container

Container

Container

Container

Container

Container

Container

Container

Container

Container

Container (video on the stage)

After Container, on the stage Zun Zun Egui came. I abuse of the word "weird", but now I'm sure that is the proper one. My brain follows them wondering if I'm really listening to what I think. And when you start to believe to that magic energy…
… I don't know yet how fight against my desire to draw anyway! So here some portraits of them too.

Zun Zun Egui

Zun Zun Egui

Zun Zun Egui

Zun Zun Egui

Many psychedelic kisses to every monster from the land of the pink and grey.

Club 3voor12/Utrecht Oktober

Mevrouw Tamara

Thursday night I did my second reportage for 3voor12/Utrecht, this time for the monthly date organised right by 3voor12 at dB's. You can read here the article written by Karlijn Hoftijzer and browse my pictures; I publish here some from that selection and also something extra.

The artists on stage were Kodiaks, the singerwriter The Subhuman, Mevrouw Tamara with her band and in the end Heart Attack Alley… That, by the way, are great relative of another musician that I saw again in dB's, do you remember Bob Log III?, same record label and basically the same fuckin' attitude that I adore, baby! Indeed it meant no hopes for my broken wallet, 'cause their cool vinyl is now in my lovely home, damn!

Kodiaks

Kodiaks

Kodiaks

Kodiaks and The Subhuman

The Subhuman

Mevrouw Tamara

Mevrouw Tamara and Heart Attack Alley

Heart Attack Alley

Heart Attack Alley

Heart Attack Alley

Heart Attack Alley

Heart Attack Alley

public during Heart Attack Alley

Heart Attack Alley

Heart Attack Alley

Heart Attack Alley

Heart Attack Alley

  
Damn, how much it's cool the harmonica. Damn.

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Anyway, I would say something to Blogspot team: taking photographs in the darkness is already pretty hard enough, so, please, can you find a way to don't eat pixels from our pictures?! Thank you very much from my heart. I'm sure that another blogger, my friend Rib., deeply agrees.
Pssst: Tumbrl doesn't treat us in this way!!!