M.I.A

Being good at critics but bad at constructive critics (you know the ones that really push you further sortta put some wheels under your feet to make you grow and improve your art faster instead of bringing you down on your knees ) this quote describes best the M.I.A gig in Brixton than any frustrated teenager after having realize that yes Rock stars do also go to the toilets.

“My one-year-old son will dance to just about anything – even the Sky News theme tune – and when I played Maya to him he did his best, but even he soon had to concede defeat“.

Actually I am not sure if it is a constructive critic neither…but at least it described pretty well the feeling I had last Wednesday. When surrounded by posh ladies who carried their D&G bags like old French nannies (or sad new bourgeoise chicks) I was trying hard to enjoy the gig. There wasn’t enough fake controversy neither poor drama…just a loud CD player and a Barbie dressed in blue…