From the Atlanta strip club to the Greeks of Barbes through an improvised after party in the Ubers of Belleville, BAROKKO JEWELS is trap that oozes sweaty toplessness, baile funk that stares out of place and some Jersey club uppercuts sent with a Gucci bag.  Since her first improvisations in the alternative places of Geneva, and, after some residences, winter at the bar of the Antigel festival and summer at the bar of the Orangery theater. It is adorned with grilz that BAROKKO walks regularly in the It’s a Trap parties of the Gravière.