There is a small brocan in my neighborhood that happens twice a year.
It's here again this year.
It's really small and only for professionals, so
I definitely wouldn't go there if it wasn't nearby.
Since I can go out with just my wallet, I'll go anyway.
This year, it coincided with the day of the famous antique salon at Bastille, so somehow it seems to be even smaller. .
That old lady I knew wasn't there either. .
Hey.
↑This is a paper doll and background that I was unsure whether to buy or not.
In the end, it became too much of a hassle to even take out my wallet, so I gave up. .
The next day, I was planning to go to Brocanto in the suburbs, which I was looking forward to again.
The train to Soko was suspended for only two days including that day.
Despite having no choice but to think of a different route and get up at 5 a.m.,
The metro that takes you to your destination to catch a bus in the suburbs is closed until 10am. .
I don't know how far I've fallen behind.
"Ah, how is it as usual?"
I gave up and quickly changed my plans.
I was moving on the spot and ended up climbing three ladders.
I came back exhausted,
"Well, today is the day of the live show..."
Once again, I was half-tired and trudging along.
THE BERG SANS NIPPLE
The band was the opening act, and it was surprisingly good.
The sound will probably surprise everyone, so
I won't post the video, but
Are you young? Is he an old man?
Is it primitive? Is it electronic?
It was a unique sound that made no sense!
The people there seemed to be thinking, "These guys..."
Every time the song ends,
“Bravo!!!”
Then, a pitchy young nostalgic typical band continued...
This also happened to those young people when they were young.
Are so-called "typical" things new to today's young people?
It made me think about something.
It feels very nostalgic (to me)
For example, the main item is a tie-dyed Mickey T-shirt. .
The guitar is drinking wine trumpets.
So cute.
and,
Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti
This is their second time,
Crazy vocals as always!
(This time, she is wearing a puff sleeve blouse! Note: I am a man)
It can't be helped that they look like the friends who support him.
Anyway, it's really good.
I was on fire in the front row! !
While feeling the snorts of the tight gal behind me. .
Oh, last but not least, the title has almost nothing to do with it.
Sometimes I cut my finger with a bucket.
please note!