File this under “Things in the (Local) ‘Hood that We Missed,” which was just as well because I know I’ve been dog-tired for the past couple of days.  But a cabaret performance — presumably en français — from Célia Faussart (as Blue Nefertiti) three avenue blocks from casa Rich Girls?  If I’d known, I could’ve gotten my fat ass down to Stuyvesant.

I’m not sure why, exactly, I know about Les Nubians, except that sometime during the years I spent in the dance music ghetto a decade or so ago, I stumbled across Princesses Nubiennes.   It was a comfortable tour through “acid jazz,” “trip-hop,” and Sade-land quiet storm Afropop Worldwide-esque R&B.  It’s still a good record,  MC Solaar collaboration notwithstanding.  (I guess it works…in context.)  And it’s always nice to hear “Dans le peau d’une princess nubienne” at the end of Mercedes Benzedrina’s mixtapes.