250 bands and artists made the move to Barcelona for this year’s edition of Primavera Sound. Our entire wishlist to finish was impossible, but these five acts were already an unforgettable impression.
Honestly? We didn’t see coming. With the debacle of Pukkelpop 2012 in mind are dancing we are not determined on the clouds in the direction of one of the two main stages, where mrs. Guðmundsdóttir for the first time on the European continent to her new live show teenagers.
But with a visually mesmerizing and musically inventive spectacle, where the neutral observer, little else can be than intrigued to watch and listen, the 52-year-old girl from Iceland, our hearts won. As expected, she brought especially a lot of new work, from last year’s Utopia, but between them, smuggled them also some cleverly edited, in the list of appropriate classics, such as Human Behaviour and Isobel. And that with seven flutes, a harp, one percussionist and one knoppendraaier. We were there the simultaneously programmed Unknown Mortal Orchestra and James Holden & The Animal Spirits for the shoot, but have a second of regret.
Björk plays on July 11 at St. peter’s square in Ghent.
FATHER JOHN MISTY
“Wouldn’t I make the ideal husband?’, asked mr. Tillman himself aloud. On that question, we continue to answer, but in Barcelona turned out Father John Misty the ideal and generous host of a sultry spring evening.
With six strings, three horns and six other band members in the loom grasduinde Tillman by his three albums as Father John Misty, folk-rock from his debut to the new, Beach Boys-ish Dissapointed Diamonds Are The Rarest of Them All. The gekscherende bindteksten or eccentric monologues that his live shows used to be colored, were this time omitted. Like Tillman – again with full beard and hair that curls in the neck itself, six years after the grapjurk to have hung, finally taken seriously and the songs for let himself speak. The only frivolity that he is still allowed were the flirty poses and dances as only he and a distant cousin of Jarvis Cocker that their legs can get.
Father John Misty plays on 10 June at Best Kept Secret.
Also for the festivals sweeps Nils Frahm z’n half studio to tour. At least eleven keyboards we counted on the scene, drawn up in two open squares, among which the German, constant back and forth schipperde.
Two cameras in the rafters of the stage names from above his hands into view, sliding over the keys, goochelend with chords and effects, jazzy ambient to sacral techno, to minimal classical, to dub and back. Frahm does it all without a laptop, without tape, with nothing in the hands, and nothing in the sleeves. Which artist on the bill of Primavera would this man not be in his band?
Nils Frahm plays on 14 July at the Dour, and on July 15, during the Cactusfestival.
It is not an obvious choice: with a symphonic orchestra in the back, fragile and elegant singing songs that make you old, great love you ever on the body wrote, at a festival where mostly loud guitars and loud beats the service part. But Jane Birkin – a septuagenarian – succeeded wonderfully well in its intent, which they Serge Gainsbourg (yet again) honoured.
As a singer has garnered Birkin never superlatives, but with the years and grey hairs, there is also patina on her voice, and the arrangements – of walsjes to cinematic chanson asked no difficult keys. The somewhat clumsy attitude and natural finesse that they exuded, contributed to the overall charm.
With classics such as Fake the Melody and Requiem pour un con, but also some are better known solomateriaal as a Baby alone in Babylone, transformed Birkin and her orchestra the festival to the banks of the Seine. In addition to dance we La Javanaise by a setting sun. What had this well been on Ghent Jazz or Jazz Middelheim.
SHELLAC/NICK CAVE & THE BAD SEEDS
A tie at five, for two gentlemen, two gentlemen on the age that the youngsters go home to play. First, Steve Albini (55). The legendary producer and punk rocker with z’n noiserockgroepje consistently all the festivals on the left are, but at Primavera Sound, they are a regular customer. ‘Shellac. And 249 other bands’ there was to read on an official festivalshirt. It says a lot about the status of the group, and about the philosophy of the festival.
Albini, drummer Todd Trainer and bassist Bob Weston shot out of the starting blocks as three of the possessed, and fired tight riffs and the grams weighed drum salvos off on their audience. The trio are the founding fathers of the mathrock called, but mathematical nonsense is not paid to these gentlemen. Heels in the sand, nose forward, and with pure energy each and every commercial toefgift or evolutionary trend repulsion, that is Shellac.
Second: Nick Cave – you may also Mister Cool call – and his gang klasbakken of The Bad Seeds. Warren Ellis who during From Her To Eternity (1984!) as a dolleman his violin feedback let vomiting. Drummer Thomas Wydler, who, as a ninja in the background with the whip it. George Vjestica, who with his guitar Blixa Bargeld to do. ‘Do you love me?’, bellowed Cave. What’s not to love, this donderpreker and his comrades?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds play on 8 July at Rock Werchter.