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

Félix Le Braz brings Flashback – Génération VHS to Le Boui-Boui

At Le Boui-Boui in Lyon, we are delighted to welcome Félix Le Braz with Flashback – Génération VHS, a vibrant, laugh-out-loud celebration of the analog childhood many of us remember and the digital present we all navigate. In our intimate, brick-walled room, the show blossoms into a shared time capsule where the glow of cathode-ray memories meets the quicksilver rhythms of contemporary stand-up. From our vantage point, what makes this evening special is the way Félix transforms the close quarters of Le Boui-Boui into a living room: the audience leans in, the punchlines rebound off the walls, and the tiny details—those tactile sounds of a cassette door snapping shut or the guilty thrill of taping over a family holiday—become the comedic engine of the night. His storytelling is energetic and generous; his timing is crisp; and his physicality, punctuated by onomatopoeic beats and miniature pantomimes, thrives in the human-scale setting that our venue is proud to offer.

What to expect on stage at Le Boui-Boui

Flashback – Génération VHS at Le Boui-Boui is built like a mixtape of memories, and Félix Le Braz splices scenes from video-rental Saturdays, living-room premieres, and after-school TV marathons into one kinetic, playful arc. He whips through characters—the clerk who judges your tape choice, the friend who refuses to rewind, the parent negotiating screen time—while riffing on the tactile rituals of the era: blowing dust from cartridges, fiddling with the tracking, guarding the sacred plastic clamshell case. The show’s momentum is framed by signature bits he unveils on our stage, including “Be Kind, Rewind,” a lovingly chaotic ode to end-of-credits anxiety; “Mode Tracking,” where he mimics the snow and ghosting that haunted old sets; “Nuit au Vidéo-Club,” a noir-tinged fantasy about getting lost between the aisles; “La Cassette Maudite,” a mock-horror tale of a tape that never quite plays; “Pause, Rec, Play,” a rhythmic symphony of button presses; “Club Dorothée,” a hyperactive sprint through childhood TV; and “Niveau 1: 16-Bit,” a tribute to console duels that used to crown weekend sleepovers. In our room, these sketches bloom into a conversation—Félix thrives on call-and-response, the gasp of recognition, the shared grin when a roomful of Lyonnais realizes they all once guarded the family VCR like a national treasure.

As programmers at Le Boui-Boui, we are especially excited by Félix Le Braz’s current artistic momentum. Flashback – Génération VHS is not a static souvenir but a living set, renewed with topical asides about streaming fatigue, password-sharing folklore, and the strange algorithmic déjà vu that mirrors the tape-loop culture of the past. Night after night he reshuffles the play order, sharpened by the audience’s energy and by the compact dynamism of our stage. The result is a show that feels freshly developed each time, anchored by his elastic voice work, brisk act-outs, and an editor’s instinct for cutting a story at the exact moment the laugh peaks. Fans who have followed his recent club sets will recognize how confidently he blends nostalgia with present-tense wit; newcomers will discover a comedian who balances affection and irony, replacing museum-glass nostalgia with tactile, lived-in comedy. At Le Boui-Boui, we tune the lights and sound to honor his cinematic beats and give the punchlines room to resonate, because this is a performer who treats memory like a reel he can spool forward, freeze-frame, and annotate—then hand back to the audience, who leave humming the punchlines like a chorus they thought they had forgotten.