This post is a birthday present to Shir Shvadron, the man who taught me how to look, for which I am eternally grateful....
In the continuous effort to take you places, this time I take you frontrowcenter to a Babx concert,
I don't know much about him, except that his concert (with Frédéric Jean on drums and Julien Lefevre on cello) was exceptionally great, sweating, whispering, feeling, and reworking poems of Tom Waits, Budler (among others)
I mainly listened and drew (with really noisy markers ...)