At a youth festival there were some old those charged with performing in the festival’s first real mass concert. It was New Order, four decades into their career alone, who gathered a crowd in front of their stage (in which they started with regret), one of two Cyclopes in the area popularly known as Mordor, the broad maritime esplanade of the Forum. The group from Manchester, pure history with music as sunny as a mushroom farm, triumphed in a sunny festival like Primavera, which was not crowded on its first full day. Only the fountains, a few, distributed in the enclosure have registered queues of patient consumers. New Order had planned a hits concert to rekindle the laurels of those who were just born when they started out in music.
Earlier, in the early afternoon, things had gotten off to a rough start. A group like Black Country New Road don’t paint for the late night, as their music, elusive and complex, isn’t for when you need more body than brains. The English sextet approaches rock with progressive and experimental edges, and their compositions arch like a contortionist’s back, starting and stopping to give space to sax, accordion, violin, voices, flutes and guitars in frescoes that require concentration. . The vertical screens offered not compositions, but single images of the musicians, so the only way to get an idea of who was on stage was to step away, checking in passing that the costumes of the audience followed a simple rule: put on, or take off, the dress to sing at first communion. They opened and closed with On songconcentrating the repertoire on their latest album, a live show, leaving aside what Isaac Wood, their former singer, can no longer defend having left the group for reasons of personal equilibrium.
Without leaving the brain disconnected, Yard Act was much more physical, and incidentally related to the post-punk branch with New Order. Only in that. The Leeds group, like Black Country New Road, is part of a new generation of musicians who don’t share a musical style, but share the boredom of a generation that feels cheated. Yard Act appeal to a sense of humor through smooth guitar music to show their disgust through songs like pay day, in which they sang “what’s a ghetto, grow lettuce in potholes?”. On the other hand, in another of their most popular songs, staged very physically and without the songwriting spirit of explaining the truth, they are left in their country, just as they could not do the same here because of the Spanish brand , and they call England dead horse, another of the issues that have been unleashed, “Crazy country full of bastards”. No, subtle they are not, but being young nowadays doesn’t help cultivate subtlety.
But don’t lose hope, life goes on. He was assisted by a young mother who, apart from the madding crowd, nursed her baby. Given the size and weight of the creature, it occurred to me that they don’t leave the house until their 30s. The family shelter lasts longer and longer. For all that, moving between boxes wasn’t a herculean feat, as crowds didn’t occur, at least as long as daylight was in charge. And in that light, Brittany Parks, aka Sudan Archives, has offered a raw and festive version of her sophisticated pop and rhythm and blues contained in her latest work, the delightful Natural brown prom queen. Dressed like a Mad Max actress, accompanied only by a female drummer, her violin bows stowed in a quiver hanging from her back in an eerie sight, the artist blended moments of pulsating hip hop like oh god britt danceable pieces like Chevy S10, Freakizer and satin Homesickness with which he closed his performance.
And between one concert and another, the public, creatures of the toy shop, with their eyes wide open in search of stimuli that follow one another at the rhythm of the festival, had to be a bit careful not to leave the club without having bought a car , addicted to the vapers that some young women have promoted, or taking out a bank account in an entity that gives its name to a couple of scenarios, here is its economic power. It all comes together at a festival that awaited Blur at night. Festival stuff.
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