Félix Le Braz - Flashback - Génération Vhs - Le Boui Boui Lyon

A retro-charged night at Le Boui-Boui with Felix Le Braz

At Le Boui-Boui, we are thrilled to welcome Felix Le Braz for Flashback Generation VHS, a live experience that taps directly into the collective memory of anyone who ever rewound a cassette with a pencil, programmed a VCR timer, or discovered their first cult film on a fuzzy tape. From the vantage point of our intimate stage, we’ve seen how his blend of storytelling and rapid-fire punchlines thrives in close quarters: the set breathes with audience reactions, and the nostalgia-laced cues—old-school sound bites, the whirr of imaginary reels, and mime-like reconstructions of living-room rituals—land with precision when the performer can look the crowd in the eye. Felix Le Braz builds scenes with the tactile detail of a cinephile who grew up in video clubs and living rooms, but he is never purely sentimental; the show folds today’s obsessions into yesterday’s devices, contrasting algorithmic feeds with Saturday-night zapping, or cloud backups with a precarious home collection of taped-over treasures. Our room’s warm acoustics and low sightlines amplify his quick character pivots—the stern parent, the video-store clerk, the overexcited schoolmate who recommends everything—and turn flashback humor into a shared, present-tense conversation.

What Flashback Generation VHS delivers on our stage

From our perspective backstage at Le Boui-Boui, Flashback Generation VHS is designed to surge and swivel, built around modular routines that Felix Le Braz tailors to the energy in the room. One minute, he’s conjuring the hush before a movie-night countdown; the next, he’s orchestrating a volley of call-and-response that tests how well different generations in the audience remember jingles, loading screens, or the tactile thunk of inserting a tape. He uses analogue metaphors to talk about digital-age anxieties—tracking lines become the stand-in for imperfect memory; the permanent marker label for a plan that keeps changing; the plastic case for the fragile armor we build around our stories. In our space, those parallels register as confessions more than lectures, because his timing encourages small, unforced laughs that accumulate into big releases. Expect a nimble structure that threads observational comedy with tight character beats, and plenty of playful, theatrical touches that our technical team loves to finesse—micro-pauses in the lights to simulate a tape’s dropout, and percussive rhythms from the mic stand to mimic a clunky eject. It’s stand-up, it’s storytelling, and it’s a lovingly reconstructed living room where the audience co-authors the night.

We also see Flashback Generation VHS as a portrait of an artist in motion. Felix Le Braz arrives at Le Boui-Boui with material that feels freshly minted—sharpened in front of real people, tuned for the quicksilver rhythm of a club, and full of contemporary bite even as it celebrates the analogue past. His current creative momentum plays out in the way he updates callbacks mid-run, weaving new cultural references and crowd discoveries into the show’s architecture without losing the core spine: a look at how we recorded ourselves before our phones did it for us, and how those imperfect copies still carry more warmth than pristine files. In our room, the set’s interactive sequences become a social map of the audience—friends nudging each other over misremembered slogans, parents comparing notes with their grown-up kids, and first-time visitors leaning in as if to catch the click of a cassette sliding home. That is the advantage of Le Boui-Boui’s scale: Felix Le Braz can read the room down to the last row and riff with precision, turning retro references into sparks of recognition that belong to this exact performance, on this exact night, in this exact place.