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Leo Valls , Place de la Bourse.

Leo Valls, Place de la Bourse.

Have you ever been to Bordeaux? Have you bathed in the golden light and have your feet clattered on the silver cobbles. Did the Vin Rouge flow and did you delight in the delices of the Charton’s Market? Non? Non?!

If non, we urge you to remedy this as soon as possible, and go check the many reasons whats become our more darling French city. It’s quite simply the perfect size, where you never run out of people to meet and things to do, but it doesn’t feel oppressive, or overwhelming. Read, grey Paris oppressive, where you go for a one hour walk in the street and come back as chewed as if you’d ran a marathon around a coal mine…

But in Bordeaux one dances down avenues of marble! There’s fine restaurants at every corner. The steak is rare and the vines of St. Emilion flow downhill to the glasses of the city. Santé. The weather should be on point and skating on all the city’s plazas such as Pey Berland and Miroir d’Eau is now permitted on Saturdays, thanks to the marvelous work of Leo Valls (read his feature in Volume I for more…). The CAPC just opened a new exhibition and you’ll even have a front sit to look at the finest show in town, happening every Saturday since October…

Anyways, I digress… drunk on the love of France’s golden city. What we are trying to say is another great reason for you to visit the city this weekend is the Sidéral Festival.

Our friends at Musique D’aperitif have been keeping busy all winter planning the second edition of the gathering. On top of inviting the likes of Radio Moscow, Temples and Electric Moon, they are teaming up with l’Astrodome and booked the Salles des Fêtes de Grand Parc — an institution that’s hosted the likes of The Cure, Metallica & Iggy Pop — for what should be a weekend to remember. If the music you hear during most nights out make you want to empty your 8€ pint on the bar’s speakers before walking out, and are more into rhythms of the psychedelic kind & reverb, well look no further, pack your party pants and book yourself a ticket before they all sell out.

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