It is such a popular form of entertainment everyone already, beyond the hard or always, want to taste – the “crowdsurf” which is surfing the crowd or body surf. It works like this: someone looks up at the rock concert of the agglomeration, they lay in the hands that are in the air rocking and so will, back, prostrate, legs open like stars to smile, all crooked and euphoric screaming happiness by memory that will have to tell, until arriving at the frontispiece of the crowd and the guards pull them as can, legs, arms, hips, cariciosamente raised by gasganete until the put insurance in the pit floor that separates the audience of artists, they befuddled, full of aura, to realize what just follow them.
Vodafone Paredes de Coura 2015, ended in Alto Minho (back in 2016 from 17 to 20 August) on Sunday morning with rocktrónica euphoria Ratatat, it saw “crowdsurf” everywhere, outweighing electric volume in the air. The best of this surf I attended, and the merit award to the public, was in concert Fuzz, noisy and wild metal clamor, with Ty Segall hair flying, splashing an octopus violence with the drumsticks on drums popping.
Lykke but little
Lykke Li – real name: Li Lykke Timotej Svensson Zachrisson, 29, Swedish – the last head poster to act, He failed to dethrone anyone’s heart or the top of the best Coura 2015 (read next). What, no offense, Lykke Li? Gothic pop “light” to betinhos, which yesterday was enturmaram at the resort with their hoods guna designer and fragrant colors poles, walking glass cups to pretend.
It was more powerful, Lykke Li , the new album “I never learn” is darkness and have candles and shadows of them shed no glow. Lacks emotional goal – and sound: there, their seraphic and synthetic voice seemed to come strained from a digital opaque dome – but all, 25,000, we were standing there on the side and laughed with her to speak Portuguese (“then, station right? “he said without accents,” want balar? “, and we were to ask what mountain she says of Portugal is that learned to speak) and sometimes saw up arms jubilant to curl in the air, we all four days later full of music to the ears of the heart.
And the audience was howling
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