It
was cool. When I walked into the club I went into another world.
They were playing this loud asian drone noise music- a bit like
that first song on the new Stereolab CD. Long and bassey, if
you know what I mean. There were artists scattered all over the
club. It was a jam show. Some artists had completed several paintings.
Three were still creating, a flute player played his own song.
A sculptor worked a female nude into a large mound of clay, another
created "crack" tables. There were fiber optic cables
running along the railing and the ceiling changing ever so often
from blue to green to red....I didn't see Perry Farrell hanging
about...
Cibo Matto is currently on tour with Porno For Pyros. But Cibo
Matto stopped by Orlando all by 
themselves for
a special show. This was actually their second show in the States
from returning from touring overseas. We were treated royaly.
They started off as a duo playing the slow trippy dance songs
like "Beef Jerky." Funny, they don't really play live.
Yuka, the most gorgeous, just turns the keyboard and lets it
play. Miho sings-that is when she's not screaming- along. Not
a bad thing- it works just fine and I like it.
Later they added the bass player and drummer (not Mr. Simms),
who had cracked cymbals adorning his drum kit. He was crazy.Time
to lounge and then rock. And they did. Wow. They are great live!
I mean great great. They played "Know Your Chicken"
last. Miho jumped around the stage yellin like a little kid.
Fun fun fun in the hot summer night. Man, the placed was so hot
and humid as...well... Florida(!). That is the best description.
Cibo Matto is too darn likable. And friendly, too.
The Floyd's from Atlanta played a while after Cibo and, well,
they should of stayed back in Atlanta, the city ugly. I don't
want to know what kind of people enjoy this band.
Oh, I shouldn't be so mean. They have, um, losta energy or somethin'.
