This
is the Trianon theatre in Paris. It looks nice, if you don't look
too close. Technically they are in such a state, that saying Paris
is the City of Lights is like saying that Bangkok is the City
of Chastity. Even the entrecote-switch (right) didn't work (at
least nobody came to bring us a fancy steak).
Trying to
drive a truck through the city of Paris is like trying to swim
through the sand. We had to hire an expert to do this. After work,
our new friend Gijs didn't mind a little drink.
Robert-Jan
, Henk , Bernard (promotor) and an Atmospheriques bigshot however,
prefered their glasses empty.
Many
French, travellling by metro where wondering:"who the fuck
is Franklin D Roosevelt?"
Rob
Kloet sometimes playes in another band.This other band sometimes
plays "Paradise by the dashboard light". So the music
police came and arrested him. He has been condemned to drive the
truck to Zürich and back. If he plays "The Final Countdown"
they will sentence him drive to Ouagadougou.
Zürich
, 13 december 2003
In 'the
Espresso Girl' Henk mentions a lot of Swiss cities, but not
the one where we were playing.
