Dancing with Grace
by krystian_capulet on March 7, 2009
in students
This year for the first time I visited London in winter. I hoped that weather would be much better than in Poland during this year’s freezes. My real reason of the trip was to see two, long awaited gigs of Grace Jones and Chaka Khan. On the day of my arrival there was no sign of the forthcoming weather crisis. The next day me and my friends went down Oxford Street, looking for some good bargains, the other day I visited Tate Modern and Museum Of Design. At the National Portrait Gallery there was an interesting exhibitions of Annie Leibovitz, a renowned photographer.
One of the most exciting moments of my trip was Grace Jonse’s gig at The Roundhouse in Camden. This was her last show of her UK tour, to promote the new album and the last one of her three shows in London. All of the shows were sold out. I was there with my friends at 7pm, and we were happy enough to have our places in the first row. The show was supported by an unknown DJ’s set, and next by a French group called Trybez, formed by Grace Jonse’s son.
The real show started at 9.30. Grace mixed the old, well known tracks with the new ones. The whole audience danced and sang with her to the songs like Libertango, My Jamaican Guy or Slave To The Rhythm. To every song she had a special outfit and hat. As she said from the stage there were some VIPs too – Brian Eno, Tricky and Philip Tracey.
At the end of the show, during Pull Up To The Bumber track, Grace invited the first two rows to the stage, to dance along with her. It was really amazing.
Confetti fell from above and everyone danced, though a little drunk English girls thought it was a New Year’s Eve. And that was the end of the show.
During the rest of my stay in London I went to some less known parts of this town, like Hapmstead or Shoreditch. On the last night I went to see Chaka Khan At Sheperds Bush Empire, but that’s another story.
The next morning I arrived at the Luton airport and discovered that all flights had been cancelled because of bad weather conditions. It seemed that the snow had paralysed the Kingdom. I bought another ticket to Rzeszow on the next day and called my long-time friend living in Luton. She was very suprised by my phone call, but said that every ocassion was good to meet, as we hadn’t seen each other for years. Then we went for a dinner full of memories and gossip.
The next day I was on the board, flying to south-east Poland.
My snap of Grace Jones performing Slave To The Rhythm