The perpetual movement.

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(But It Was Mine).

Choosing your outfit.
Being in front of a Champion while waiting for some friends.
Waiting. Because your friends are late. (Which means they were either from Cameroon or they had two X chromosomes).
Noding your head on the live concert of Jim and The Magic Beans at the Opus Café.
Singing with Jim and Ilan on […]

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Don’t ask me what it means, that was the baseline of the event on facebook. So, as I mentionned it before in the previous post: I WAS THERE. And other people were there too. Shame you don’t have the sound. Muahahaha.

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I just got back from Eyejack’s concert at L’Etage. I was there with a couple friends and more fans shaking on the groovy music and I just realized that I was quite lucky to have some musicians around me. I remembered some great nights in my place having small “concerts” (hum…) on a broken piano […]

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