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Showing posts with label Stephen Merritt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stephen Merritt. Show all posts

Monday, June 5, 2017

Primavera Sound 2017 in brief, day 2

As promised, here's the second round of our quick chronicles of how it was Primavera Sound 2017 for us. After the first post devoted to Thursday 1st of June, here comes Friday 2nd, a day that seemed the weakest in paper, but still had several noteworthy moments to enjoy and highlight. Let the good times roll!

The Good
Lawrence Arabia: Charming pop music at the Hidden Stage courtesy of James Milne (what an amicable frontman) and his locally assembled band (Hi-jauh to the rescue!), putting out an impeccable, gentle and immediately lovable show to start the afternoon with a big smile.
Lawrence Arabia, Christchurch-Barcelona pop connection. Photo: Bloodbuzzed
Mitski: Among the best album debuts of last year, Mitski Miyawaki stark, minimalist staging approach might make you think on a cold performer on a first impression. What a mistake that is. She lets the music do the talking, with the fury coming from the bursting guitars, the visceral screams and the blows of her melodic vocal turns. And soon you realize she is going to be in the same league of St. Vincent or Angel Olsen. She is untamable.
Mitski, static wonder. Photo: Bloodbuzzed
The Make-up: You might find the band very unsurprising, too classic in their attempt to recreate that "vintage" funk-soul-rock spirit. But NO ONE can't deny the power, joy and good vibes a night with Ian Svenonius can provide to any willing to listen & watch. Summoning the spirits of James Brown and Iggy Pop, giving everything he has and beyond to engage the audience, the wild frontman and his well-oiled band are a guarantee of fun (and a threat to that hipster self-absorption).
The Make-up, rock'n'roll suicide. Photo: Bloodbuzzed

The Bad
Queing for Auditori: There has to be a better way to organize this sort of massives events at Auditori. I mean, you waste a lot of time just queueing to buy the mandatory extra-tickets in advance... and then you spend another lifetime queueing again to enter the gig. The result? You have missed the four first tunes of the show. Frustrating.
Eating at Primavera: Rephrasing a famous Woody Allen quote "The food in this place is terrible. Yes, and it's so expensive one would expect not even the Brits will pay for it". Enough said...

The Queen
The Magnetic Fields: Another "first time" and a mandatory gig was seeing Stephen Merritt live presenting his new concept album '50 songs memoir'. Splitted in two shows (Friday and Saturday), of 25 songs each, The Magnetic Fields proposal was a serious threat to every PS17 line-up planning... but a lovely experience to be seen and heard. Cute and intimate stage setup (very nice visuals) a seven-piece band enveloping every single tune with grace and elegance. An entertaining story-biography (more engaging the first day, imo the songs were more diverse and less languid) to be told with that deadpan, offbeat sense of humour that is one of Merritt's trademark. But another of his "signatures", by far the more important one (and just in case you didn't know it), is that the man can write POP TUNES. At Primavera Sound we were lucky to hear a great bunch of them.
Special guests at Stephen Merritt's home. Photo: Bloodbuzzed
Brief of the third and final "big day" of the PS17, Saturday 3rd, arriving very soon!

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

The Indie Anthology 47: essential songs

For the next round of our Indie Anthology I propose you one of my favourite tunes from an indiepop (and very often neglected) genius...

Song: I Don't Believe You
Artist: The Magnetic Fields
Year: 2004

Jumped quite late on The Magnetic Fields' bandwagon. Some friend recommended me, telling me that being such a huge The Divine Comedy's fan I would love '69 Love Songs'. But I do admit that when I got the album in my hands I thought, a triple record? And so the moment passed... but barely for a couple of years, when 'I' was released and I got haunted by 'I Don't Believe You', its instant melody and magic cello. Then quickly came 'All My Little Words', 'The Book of Love', 'I Don't Believe in the Sun', '1.000 Fireflies' or personal favourite 'Nothing Matters when we're Dancing'. Stephen Merritt, the impossible crossover between Stuart Murdoch, Neil Hannon and Calvin Johnson. Pure genius.

Friday, November 22, 2013

The Indie Anthology 32: essential songs

Another chapter of the Indie Anthology, this time... with a song I immediately link with winter and cold (I wish I could say snowy cold but in Barcelona that's almost impossible) days...

Song: Black Cab
Artist: Jens Lekman
Year: 2003

There are songs so good that become your own soundtrack for a period in of time in your life. That period can be a moment, a day, a week, months... or forever. Tunes with a special vibe infusing a mood that connects with you in a way that goes way beyond the lyrics (not a partygoer to recognise myself on the fabulous opening lines of "Black Cab". No, it has to be the melancholy, the sense of purity (I know this words are risky in music but here's an exception), the shy looks of this gentle Swedish. This tune appeared in my life on winter time, nearly a decade ago, and it keeps doing so, recurrently. It's always welcomed. Another missing link in the hunt for the perfect pop piece that ties Jonathan Richman, Belle and Sebastian, Stephen Merrit, Jeremy Jensen, and many more, "Black Cab" is lush (that flute, the strings) but naturally disarming with its straightforward simplicity, staying with you for the very first time you listen them. As perfect tunes do.