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She enabled us – and she should be awarded for that - to flirt with London demoiselles with complete self-confidence. Nevertheless, however much this article was hilarious and light-hearted, I found that it was dramatically unfair if British guys were not given such useful tips to date a French girl.
Now, they no longer blush when we fondle them in the underground, nor push paying for restaurant or cinema as if their lives depend on this. I am thinking particularly about my former English room-mate who is desperately looking for a Parisian romance. This is why I have decided to share some of my favourite tricks - not all of them, mind, one must keep a competitive advantage – but here are 7 pointers that will make you say: ' Vive la France! As you will not have a lot of French friends who introduce you to 'demoiselles' when you arrive in Paris, your only chance to date a Frenchgirl – unless you have that 'thunderbolt moment' in the oh-so-romantic RER B(French tube) – is to go in a nightclub.
I can tell you how to find her if you still don’t know. Anyway, they are rich, single, and looking for fun.
This is one of the main reason they are looking for younger guys to have fun in life.
As opener “Deep Six Textbook” creeps along ominously at a funeral march pace, they eventually turn to their keyboards to sing helium-high harmonies, as the song drifts for six enchanting minutes.
The set follows in a similar vein, with poker-faced dance moves injecting an innocence that borders on the sinister – a deliberate juxtaposition from girls who love playing with people’s perceptions of who they are, and seem not to know, or even care, there’s an audience present.
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What they do is to go online and look for single young guys who look cool and attractive.A patchwork of ideas woven together with childlike abandon, it’s bewitching yet fun, marrying raps about getting “bubblegum stuck to their trainers” with glockenspiel solos, saxophone intros and playground chants – as if their school was run by Kate Bush on ’s Summerisle. If the glacial, gothic nature of their music wasn’t eerie enough, Let’s Eat Grandma’s presence adds to the unease.As soon as the pair step onto the stage bathed in dark-blue light, with their long sweeping hair evident in silhouette form, there is more than a touch of the girls from about them as they stare vacantly into the distance, a feeling which is exacerbated when they turn to pat-a-cake handclap each other.When the music comes together, as it does on the woozy, synthy “Sink” and the closing “Donnie Darko”, an ambitious, multi-faceted track taking in The xx-style guitars and sweeping organ sounds, the results are breathtaking. Technical issues hit album highlight “Eat Shiitake Mushrooms” and not all of their ideas stick: save a rattle of noise midway through, “Chocolate Sludge Cake” is undercooked, meandering aimlessly and tunelessly for far too long.But this was a captivating show from a band whose potential is undoubted.