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Psychogrito
Happy parade floods the town !
Have you heard about urban noise administrative fighting? Yep, you know, those crappy pretended politicians, which main dream is living in silent cities, with no parties, no bars, no clubs, youth at home, and no music played anywhere after 10pm. We’ve got a well-known specialist of that kind of conservative people here in Bordeaux, a strangely and powerful addict to sadness, dorm room cities, and I guess that yesterday, he was there, even if I’m sure that; as usual, he was in Paris for the weekend. There was a lot of noise in the streets; a continuous yelling crowd, partying and enjoying life far from the number 6 prisoner’s village ambiance.
 WTF ? Did they restored the CPE ?
No, no… wrong way, this was not a “one more time” protest against the government, event. I managed to locate the boss of that unannounced gathering (I found nothing about it in local newspapers in the morning). This was a student’s inter-cities party, flooding the streets with a main goal: “Against silent cities, let’s party!”.
 From roses nation to military girls...
So… what could you met if you were there by the early evening? Well… about 2500 students taking control of the streets, grouped by team (schools and cities), for a kind of “before” party, between a cool parade, improvised carnival and a parody of “French youth protest” for the right to be happy ! That was colourful, my special mention going to a kind of military troop from the city of Caen, as a wink that kills international conspiracies illness.
 I love that coat, especialy that snow-white's garter !
The red team was made of good drummers, which could be heard from anywhere in the old district of the town. Many creatures were hidden in that happy procession, from excited gorillas to giant turtle’s chicks, but also some kind of heroes escaped from the Matrix, maybe another wink to that unreal performance in such a provincial upper-class city!
 Pom-pom-girls versus Pena-cum-cum !
But that was not only surreal, and filled with imaginary toons or heroes. Traditional demonstrations were performed everywhere, with local cheerleaders in the yellow team and “Pena cum cum” madness. WTF is “Pena cum cum” will you say? Well it looks like something between human millipedes and a minimal rocker’s slamming performance. All of that is always done by robust guys, .more shaped as rugby men than opera rats…
 From trendyness to Jungo Edwards fanclub !
I ran everywhere in the city in order to cover that event, especially when it came to reach “St-Pierre” area, which is now the typical hype’n’trendy attitude district of Bordeaux, where you can meet many people filled with fashion moods. By the way, I found a brand new “couple of the year” for King Negrito’s contest, joining by the hand an Arno/Higelin looking artist and real top-style and beautiful blond girl!
As I said, Bordeaux is a conservative city. Especially in those kind of districts, where you can have a look to each kind of dressing style that will be reputed as old-fashioned in only a few monthes. I really enjoyed seeing that naked man, wearing just a string with his green hair, chocking all that local upper-class; it had a small taste of the sex pistols performance during the Queen’s jubilee. Unreal and amazing!
 No, no, they do not ask for a group picture...
It was now time for me to have a cool drink. I took that last picture. Have you ever heard about “Mardi Gras” in New-Orleans? Surely, that girl did not, and the happy crowd tried to explain it to her for a long, long time. That could have been a totally unseen performance in Bordeaux but… unfortunately, it did not work!
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Summer strikes south west of France
Well... you know, it's quite hot here right now, about 26°C today. Girls wears short dresses, everybody seems to be cool, and you can sometimes hear the music escaping from some flats when you walk in the street But... I really understood that summer was nearly here when we decided to have a drink outside :
 That table might be too warn to keep a beer cold !
Yes... bar's tables seems quite hot today. That may not be cool for fresh drinks, but there's something is in the air... Maybe that's whey those humans around stares at each other really more thant they used to to a month ago !
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Video sample from Happenodrome A12G event !
As I guess that some of you might not have realized that something hudge happened in the last weeks, here's a sample of what A12G's happenodrome intervention looked like, projected twice on a 13x10 feet screen during for 3 hours of cool Grito's live performance. (Click on next the picture...)
CLICK ON THE PICTURE TO SEE A VIDEO SAMPLE OF THE EVENT...
That hat was a crazy day, we were running everywhere in emergency, but unfortunately as it was the first time that we were announcing where we would appear, a bastard issued from nowhere cowardly attacked one of our headquaters during the night. This fact reveals that we're now under the spotlights of every nations intelligence services, but we're stronger and clever as ever, and we have new plans for the next monthes. A12G is going to change in itself - in order to stake on it's most efficient networks, past, present ant future.
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Now... it's also by night !!!!
Well... let me tell you that something's really growing in the land where I live as an Gritoland ambassador. That's just an incredible timespace... really.... you can't picture it.
Yesterday, by a cool evening, I was just walking in the streets of Bordeaux, looking for some cool places in order to take a drink and share a good night time. But after a few minutes (around 10:30pm), I heard the growing loud noise of voices from an angry crowd in the distance.
For the first time of my Grito's life, I felt a little bit like Clint Eastwood : alone in the middle of a large avenue, silence was everywhere behind me, right and left, but... that heavy crowd was now right in front of me !!!
Yes, you're right ! They are now also here by night... and this city looks more and more often as a humanoid twilight zone. I decided to run in above streets, in order to see how people were reacting to that new event. And everywhere, I saw the same behaviours; bars and cafes were percautiously putting away chairs in a hurry, ready to close to the night.
Did they feared some kind of riots ? Even if everybody there seemed really angry but excited by the situation, these people, quite young, seemed to come around from everywhere. At first, they were out for a typical friday night, but when they heard an old grandpapa from XXth century taking to them on TV around 20:00pm, everything went wrong.
Of course, policemen were around... and I was really surprised to discover that even if they remained quite and were just waiting in order to count the crowd, they were also carrying real weapons, not fake ones.
So what ?... Is that hell in France ? No, I don't think so. But... there's something in the air, and be sure that I'll report any interesting facts about it it in the weeks to come.
See you soon,
Psychogrito - (J-20)
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A12G : Something BIG is coming !
Hello world,
Soon, King Negrito will talk to all of you, but you'll have to wait for a few days.
Psychogrito completed a special big big big mission in the past weeks,
and all I can say is that soon the King will make soon a big, great,
happy general announcement from Gritoland hearquarter.
Stay tuned ! 
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As that a kind of time loop bug ?
Hey... every day is exactly the same !... But the crowd is growing more and more. Is all of that against the new20six ex-future-to-come-but-not-now file ? (take a look a the two secret agents from 20six reporting that incredible situation live-on-the-phone to the local headquarter).
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Lost in transmission... but still there !
No one can stops a Grito from posting pictures,
even if he can't upload any stuff and alternative transmissions are weak... !!!
WE WILL SURVIVE.  )
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