GLÜ - Three

GLÜ's music is strange, impossible to classify, sometimes fascinating, other times brutal, ever changing. I had the opportunity to see him live one lifetime ago at the late Festival de la Tour de Samme, and it was intense to say the least.

So intense that I forgot to look it up upon waking the next day. Until a good friend of mine reminded me about it, I had never searched for the why, the how, the when, and most importantly, the what.

Now I discover that GLÜ's music is NYP, so what, am I to resist? I say no. So here it is, on a platter made of simili-silver, in a room foggy and noisy, people dancing around as far as the eye can see.

PS: Bisou Jérôme.