Rock stars ... is there anything they don't know?
Back from Midtfyns a day early, mainly because my partner in mud and crime, got sick! Also there were no really good bands left, all though Kathleen Edwards might have been good, I'll tjeck that with John later on....
Of course I ended up jinxing the festival anyway. For a moment I actually thought shaking you fist at the sky, screaming 'why do you mock me God!, worked, but no - it rained constantly from thursday night till friday evening..... it wasn't a bad Festival, but it wasn't really neither.... Manics were good, but far from their best. I saw them in Vega last year, and there they just on fire. Last night all three members seemed uninspired, and though they played the lost track Judge Y' Self (that turned out to be quiet a stomper), and Camper Van Bethovens Take the Skinheads Bowling, it was miles from their best show! *sigh*
The Festivals highlight came earlier friday night, when Flaming Lips went on stage in an orgy of dancing animal, giant ballons and glitter (like a girl wrote to me; 'sounds like a standard friday night on Funen'). I never seen anything like it, and when Wayne Coyne decided to sing happy birthday to all the people lucky enough to celebrate their birthday in a mudpit, and said (something like) And to prove we really mean it... we're gonna do it in blood and then smeared his face with fake blood, well, that was just fabulous!
Loveshop was great, as usual, though not as good as last year when they where pretty much dragged off stage because they wouldn't leave. Who needs Michael Stipe when you got Jens Unmarck. My problem with REM has always been that I think some of their songs are fantastic, but quite a lot of them are rather dull and uniteresting. They should do less albums. The concert went pretty much the same way - playing bizar b-sides and non catchy new material is not my idea of a good concert, especially not when it's raining cats and dogs!
HIMwere by far the worst concert I've seen in a very very long time, and The Rasmus suprised everyone and sounded more like Skagerak and Pretty Maids than Garbage North.
I'm afraid that that was it, the rest of the time I spend drinking beer and screaming More Monitor!!! at stupid efterskole bands at The Frisko stage!
Try'n say The Garbage Picking Field Goal Kicking Philadelphia Phenomenon fast ten times after each other, it's f*cking hard!