Category: bars clubs gigs
sniff. it’s come to this. the last outing for me and dj ohm at the wonderful smarties in downtown Nice. still, the beats will keep the tears at bay. we’ve also got some new kit in tow (serato) so will have enough on our plates. i’d like to say i’ll record the event, but who [...]
december saw my 5th anniversary and a fun night in Nice. the Hi Hotel did a fair job at kicking off proceedings in a bar that somehow reminded me of an Early Learning Centre. we had a passable meal at an italian with one of the more interesting waitresses you’ll find. ‘yum, yum, yum’ was [...]
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we’re at it again. me and fink getting messy with delectable beats at smarties, nice’s very own electro den of iniquity. show up, if you dare. bare in mind it is AIDS (SIDA) Awareness Day, so think red. mix to follow.
if you’re around the Nice area of France this weekend, check out me and fink getting down at the newly-renovated smarties bar. hopefully this will say it all:
ok peeps, the summer sojourn being truly over and the end of the rentree nigh, it’s time for ohm and harry covert to get physical down at smarties in nice one more time. come in droves. there’s nowt but french stuff on the telly. or should i say dodgy american stuff with funny french voices. [...]
the Cote d’Azur sometimes has a reputation for being one of the more conservative regions of france, given the average age of the population and the generally right-leaning political enviroment. however, conservative is not a tag you could apply to the small hamlet of Camails around the final weekend in august. for over ten years, [...]
the art of yoga teaches a young jedi about the discipline of flexibility and balance. but what’s this got to do with the hip-hop portion of the Pantiero festival on a friday night? well, it’s this yogic combination that comes to mind when watching the legendary Cut Chemist in action. it’s been said that the [...]
french? swedish? who cares. there’s a grizzled crazy-throat on lead guitar, with the power to turn flamenco into driving country music. in contrast, the drummer has that poster-boy appeal and there’s a doctor on the bongos who ever so judiciously injects wafts of horn in and out of a few numbers. my ignorance means little [...]
“open book” seemed to be plastered all over the radio a year ago. and quite rightly so – the riff was one of the catchiest of the summer. their dead-pan delivery and lyrics for the common man could frame The Rakes as a modern-day Pulp. unfortunately, on the strength of this concert, this is where [...]
can’t seem to get away from smarties at the moment. not complaining though. tomorrow night is me and dj ohm spinning fine house and electro. come round if you’re close by.
