foto shock

foto-shop: the tiniest venue in berlin. a 3 metre square room. a ladder to ascend to the '2nd floor' gallery, and a small window in the front wherein mr rup and yours truly, j.valentine, were stationed to perform for the assembling masses. it was a blindingly hot day/night and i'm glad we decided on white outfits. haha. it was a vernissage for a group photo exhibit and peeps rumbled around the tiny room bumping into walls and each other and squeezing their way up and down the few-runged ladder. r & i somehow managed to squish into the window space and set-up to rock le party. it was so hot in there that the party peeps took to the street, so we inverted our flows and spun round to play out to the street, through the window. it was a really fun show, lots of yelling and screaming and folks hollering at us (just the way we like it thank you very much) and it was funny rapping from inside our little glass cage. the best part, as it always seems to be, was the post-set freestyle session in which we incorporated a long list of words stuck on the glass (check the pic...closely) that we had to read backwards, in german, and throw into our flows mid-thought! damn. that was a crowd pleaser.

tired, sweaty, happy, all in white...we bid 'em a warm farewell und g'night. soundtrack: ben's mom's car's busted radio speakers that have so much distortion on them that even an acoustic folk song sounds like it has the hugest lowest end sound system frapping the speakers and rattling the entire car's interior...