Saturday,
November 3, 8.30pm.
As
6 days by week , I was drinking my cup of tee, reading the Times of
India before fifteen minutes of rickshaw ti reach my office. But this
morning, I had the surprise to see a picture of me on the fourth page
of this newspaper.
The
Evening before, I went to Vastrapur amphitheatre to see Parikrama, a
famous rock and roll band of 70 s during the Times Ahmedabad
Festival.
The
show took place in semi circular outdoor space. Just in front of the
stage some matelas and coussins was put on the floor to sit.From
sixteen till sixty years old, Ahmedabad's inhabitants were here ,
waiting for the show.
Seven
men came on the stage. I couldn't stop watching the keyboard player
who looked like an hippie from a movie of seventies. Long hair, long
bear, sunglasses and colorfull T-shirt, everything was here. Violon,
drumbs, guitar, flute... a beautifull mixing of traditionnal and rock
instruments. Everybody knew the lyrics of each song and the place
was plenty of enthusiasm.
The
scenography of the stage was quite simple: a stylized tree on the
background. Concerning the lights, it seemed more complicated in the
bad way of the world . They were never less than four or five
differents colors in the same time on the stage and it was difficult
to see the face of one member of the band.
During
2 hours , the show was fine, some really good songs, wonderfull
atmosphere. Unfortunately the show ended by two songs of ACDC which
was just eumm... sorry I can't write the appropriate word, it should
be censured!
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