Three days, five stages, a tent Unplugged, 145 Acts, the convenient audience since I attend festivals, on around the Mediterranean and a night bus to bed. If that was the spring, as it feels at the Summer? Arrived
I often did not feel that feeling in this way. Probably they never existed. Although I last three months would be just as among the most important things that had happened to me until now. If you then back in to a (still more or less) foreign city, with a different language and a different mentality, then it goes very fast. Because that is also because people are waiting on the one hand because they had already completed a months take that together because you are suddenly no longer the stranger is, who was stranded by a day to the other there. It is more. A gear of many that make it possible for the machine may have a clock running round as normal. And the best part - it is mutual. Emotional wave to blow you and push you under the surface. Since even a tear or two may also be shed as much water because it does not matter - and, moreover, even the most honest in the world. Different countries, different customs, I have written before, and I'm happy that I can experience this in this way feel. The
wanted to let me do not Vienna, but I'll do my clever little book finally responsible. But what is in there, which picks - just stupid, if it's still wrong. So it stays again only depend on me. But stupidity is punished, and therefore I am with a few hundred less in the money bag and a small sightseeing tour over the site of the Zurich Airport richer, ultimately until Tuesday stranded a second time in Barcelona.
That was the whole city in football fever that you could hear the latest in the arrivals hall. When I have time on Wednesday also witnessed a hitherto never ever done that Tripl it was, which also has not grabbed me as a self-confessed football fanatic pretty. Former
But such a new phase that is important, because you get confirmed in passing, that it was the right move, because something would happen in my life does not stop at home.
And no sooner had I recovered from the whole spectacle, as was already the next one at the door. The Primverasound indicated.
But now the past and thus also completed the phase of arrival. Productivity is again the focus and the goal is wiedermal know a bit better, to discover a new side of his face and see where there it a way.
Speaking of faces: From where did the Primavera Sound Festival by the way a lot.
Organised face
I was relaxed at the festival area to 22 boarded the first clock. Almost luxury when the Linea L4 just 20 minutes from the dinner in your kitchen to the Parc del Forum needs. But somehow matching the current view of things.
terms of organization I had in terms of English festivals, only positive memories. Here, too, seemed all but planned in detail. And even if that should be in effect, has the number of simplification, but it still brings a lot of additional organizational work with it. To see the performers but it was not. Right from the beginning you were away overwhelmed with positive vibes.
Without responsibility you but was not released in the festival season. In addition to the band's now become so standard here was also a bar code provided with a plastic card, a debit card the same. Only a combination of these two could pass through the festival grounds. Man could thus had one more thing, you lose or forget at home. And although it of course to more fully control the entrance was, so we were somehow say it with flowers "Enjoy it to the fullest and with all the advantages that we offer you here, but remains on the ground of reality" At least I have this as Such heard - and brave as I am, also followed.
Once inside, I was quite perplexed. watched the Parc del Forum in my memory until now like a deserted moon base, then suddenly appeared again all residents to have returned. Not to recognize the whole thing was, and I really needed some time to I had driven me. For those who the Parc del Forum had never seen before that was probably easier. It only needed in the Festival - to switch Mood and follow the signs.
Five stages were placed on the site, each on different levels and therefore different every time with a spirit. Thus found it once on the conventional concrete area in front of the main stage, where an amphitheater gelichenden stone platform overlooking the sea, under a roof, or parallel to the water, walk through reed beds and views of the orange with a million lights decorated coastal side of the city . This all but makes just such activities fortiori to a place of well-being, and that is something that I will be more important.
The new, old face
To the sounds of Yo La Tengo then I opened my first spring / summer abroad, that is rather late actually. But I could not and would not tell me sooner then remove from a leisurely round.
the festival then fell off the first time the language barrier, which revealed to me a completely new way of perceiving and myself again shows that it indeed is not so, as many believe. Namely, that I had the last few months brought nothing from the cabbage, I appropriated nothing. containing a different level is based on the - the growth of human will.
After the rather turbulent 48 hours before, I had put together for Thursday, a less intensive program. Do I belong in the normal case, even to the type of visitor who uses a happening, to see as many new acts. The search drew me before but already a picture should go in which direction this first day of the Primavera Sound . In which the Shoegazer, the swirling psychedelic & Wüstenssand rock bands and in the rather faded, the direction of the abstract conception of music. In the right thing also. My
undisputed highlight of the evening was, however, the pop and probably also with the most anticipation awaited concert. That, of coming from Versailles collective Phoenix fact. Their new album Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix provided to me already in the run for a spring feeling of the ordinary. I had the boys years ago, at that time by chance, seen at the Southside Festival and since then am a fan of the French. The stage seemed to have been as perfect. Positioned directly on the sea, in front of a bulging boiler with people and an oval of seats, behind a sailing yacht, the easy swaying before him. seen due to the rather "small" stages and in, relationship to the visitors, played limited space previously, on Primavera every band in principle to a full house, which had to be from the perspective of the artists an indescribable feeling. Recognition and appreciation of their own performance, no matter whether in the name of Sonic Youth or "only" hear Lemonade . Phoenix could be safely classified in the category of a large fan base in Spain badge. And because the timetable of the festival as well (except for some minor details) perfectly thought was like the rest, it was a loosely possible to look at a lot of acts until the final number to print after that a small Getränkelos from the machines provided to redeem this and still are at the front. Easy going, the whole Festival visit length.
The only thing that suffered was the length of the respective slots. I would rated with an average of half an hour. Exception was of course the main acts.
The French face
Phoenix also had the privilege to play longer, gave us an estimated twelve numbers persistent, Hitfeuerwerk from. They threw at the outset a motley bomb down on us, after which a "Lisztomania" broke out, everybody liked immediately a "Long Distance Call" to make in the home wanted, only to then return to the line "What you say, what you say is way to complicated " from "1901" recover. Just like on the new disk, and a bit to my surprise, they placed "Love Like a Sunset" in their set in the middle. The album has a number that seemed to be the French, a labor of love, she was also presented live in an outstanding manner and in a wonderful instrumental tension, and at the end of Thomas Mars sung simply with only one line and ends at the same time. "Love Like a Sunset" just. A wonderful moment. Then
's the ultra-long, modified version of "If I feel better," logically "Run, Run, Run," "lasso," "Fences" and a radiant Repertoire mix of old and new. As a final point then (if I am not mistaken) "Everything Is Everything" is set and exploited until the drummer finally his sticks straight up in the snare rammed - as a demonstrative sign that they would indeed like to play for an hour, but that would indeed now not so easy. I was impressed then at least as well as the band itself
The psychedelic face
The real discoveries of this Thursdays were my hand Dead Meadow from Launder Wooden Shjips from San Francisco. Both bands, the word rock reduced to a minimum, but still a lot of steam behind it packed. Heavy psychedelic, usually a stupid, minute-long stumbling forward 4 / 4 drum comprising, was put out after approximately every 15 clock a cymbal crash. Given little or no singing. Dead Meadow were still the more melodic, with a touch of blues-tinged, of the two. Recognized I had it but because of the preliminary - listening session no more. When you make a lyrical message was delivered, then very incomprehensible, which was unfortunately due to the often rather weak sound, in at least one of the two cases, but on the condition of the person behind the mic. Who needs to sing already, but if one also in the middle of the stage in Position placed empty whiskey bottle and a box can smoke cigarettes. Wonderful. Just closed my eyes and through.
After so much dust in the lungs but I needed urgently a beer, stupid just that I happened to be passing by at the main stage, where My Bloody Valentine rang in just the last third of her concert. More specifically, I could not narrow, since, as I assembled at me, already the start of the heaviest Shoegazer missile was already completed. This, never before in such a way as giving evidence, sound growth that was about to tear up the plant into a thousand pieces, was so badly affected that I am again impressed. In Cape Canaveral like it probably sound completely identical, only one is in a safe distance to the object and the whole spectacle is over in minutes. The founding fathers of the Shoegazing know, of course, how to prevent a mouth approximately 20 minutes out to close again. Incredible, and as loud as I "music" had never heard before in my life. I knew not that it is so loud at all.
The distraught face
Ponytail picked me up then back down to earth reality, or maybe because I was already in another Galaxy. In any case, the nervous Herumgekreische of singer Molly Siegel incompatible with my condition. I'd even "terrible" call.
So I went to a jump to Aphex Twin who screwed lonely and alone on the stage before him, and his set relatively chillig began. Until the very end that I could not even cope with, therefore, briefly walked over to Wavves , which still sometimes delivered should have a sound explosion on the Pitchfork stage for gondolas then a night bus in my bed. The start was promising, but succeeded in any case.
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