The hangover is over (hah!)

What inspired me to end with such a terrible hangover?

The answer is Summercase festival.

Friday afternoon, that's when everything starts. It's 7:30 pm and Edwyn Collins is performing. Seems like a classy concert, but I can't really recognize the band, until they play this:



You should hear this song sung by Spanish people making "ee oo hh i" fuck. How to explain?



Later a fresh beer and Grinderman. Yes, you're right. Nick Cave with some weird musical project which I guess I couldn't understand. I know (because I play in a band) that playing can be very evasive. But hey, there's people in front of the stage. From what I've heard, Nick doesn't know how to compose, but did "compose" all the songs by himself. To me it was like "I want to sing this song like this, and it will sound better if you make nyaon-nyaon and you start beating your maracas against the crash while I play some notes whenever I want"

Luckily I didn't like them. I left during the fourth song to another stage, where Blondie was going to perform half an hour later. So really close, in the 4th line, there they were. Debbie Harry was looking amazing. With a black and white striped dress, a strass short jacket (more like sleeves) with holes and some amazing shoes. I can't believe she's 63.



Listen to this while you read:



Chicken skin So yeah. I wanted to see them performing forever and it was worth it completely. I can't say they played all the hits because they have so many, but every song they played was a great. It was breathtaking to hear the 40000 persons there shouting "atomic" or making the "uhu wohooo" of heart of glass.

In a moment of craziness she threw her shoes to the people. How diva!

When Blondie ended we started to run to see Interpol in the other scenario.

I love Interpol. It's the typical band that I would hate because indie kills my ears, but they are special to me. I especially enjoy the way they play with guitars and bass. The voice melody to me is irrelevant, but I'm in love with the guitar games.

It was an intense concert, but the problem is that they're not "fun" to see, and it became a bit repetitive in the end.

But they deserve a video, of course they do (it's short, but the one that sounds better)



Interpol was over and we went for more beers. Drinking beers and listening to Maxïmo Park while waiting for the Verve.

I remembered the Verve's singer as a hot guy. But oh!!! (wet panties) Again, the concert was good technically, but they forgot about the audience. In a fest like that, people can die with such quantity of almost depressed or incredibly involved with the music people.

But still songs like this made my eyes shine:



Tomorrow a review for the CRAZY Saturday

Debbie, I wanna grow like you. And of course you can hate me for my musical likes and dislikes

MUAH!!