Warm Steel
(2007.08.04 / 02:39:56 /FIELD OF HEAVEN)

Hot Shots
(2007.08.04 / 02:09:28 /POW)

On the Ropes
(2007.08.04 / 01:22:11 /POW)

Off the top of my head
(2007.08.04 / 00:13:47 /OTHER)

Feel Childish
(2007.08.04 / 00:00:00 /OTHER)

Mile-High Club
(2007.08.03 / 23:46:02 /WHITE STAGE)

The Chemical Brothers
(2007.08.03 / 15:05:21 /GREEN STAGE)

Chroméo
(2007.08.03 / 10:53:12 /RED MARQUEE)

Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
(2007.08.03 / 10:48:04 /RED MARQUEE)

The Beastie Boys
(2007.08.03 / 00:44:55 /GREEN STAGE)

Soul Flower Union
(2007.08.02 / 23:40:43 /FIELD OF HEAVEN)

Infernal Varanne's Globe of Death
(2007.08.02 / 21:38:45 /POW)

Nikujaga
(2007.08.02 / 10:37:14 /POW)

Seti And Futaba With Tabla Kwaiesa?
(2007.08.02 / 09:43:26 /OASIS AREA)

Peter, Bjorn and John
(2007.08.01 / 21:48:46 /RED MARQUEE)

Infernal Varanne's Globe of Death

Three crazy motorcylists have a little party inside a steel disco ball from hell with engines revving over rap metal tunes. What would you call the genre? Sheet metal?

Infernal Varanne and two other French friends put this show on three times a night from Friday to Sunday at the Palace of Wonder. I saw just about every one of them.

I wish we had the ability to upload video to the Fuji Rock Express because this would be worth it. They start out with one rider squeezing his way into the globe and then closing the door behind him. He waves to the crowd, then, in a matter of seconds he is riding around the sides of the metal sphere. His rings get higher until he is circling from right side up to upside down. He slows down, comes to stop, and invites another rider in.

Two riders. Same bit of business. Then their lovely MC climbs in with them. This woman has ovaries. She stands in the middle of the two of them as they whiz around her in different directions, paths crossing, looking for all the world as if they're going to nail each other, and take her with them.

Highlight of the show? A third rider gets in and all three of them buzz around like crazed hornets. Then the Globe of Death creaks and moans and starts to separate. Two of the riders now have to keep their speed and momentum up to stay circling the inside of the equator for as long as it is agape. The third keeps circling around the bottom. You could see the crowd bracing themselves for just one tiny tire miscue, a loose rivet, a loss of speed, a near miss.

As the globe returns to its original form, you feel like your twelve years old again -and you start wanting to look for pits of plywood and two-by-fours to make a sick jump to break your neck on.

Evel Knievel would have loved it - and then tried to get them to jump one more car.


Reported by Jeff (2007.08.02 / 21:38)