Pitchfork continues its coverage of the Primavera Sound Festival in Barcelona with Day 3 reviews and photos; Grizzly Bear apparently got a weak reaction…
Primavera Sound Festival [Saturday] [Pitchfork]
But after “Two Weeks”, which surprisingly came in the middle of the set, the pace dwindled, and audience members began filing out early. On quieter numbers like “Ready, Able”, it became frustratingly difficult to hear the music over the chattering crowd, and I began to wish I were in a smaller club a little more suited to Grizzly Bear’s intimate baroque style.
I wonder how the crowd at Nateva is going to react.
Primavera Sound Festival [Friday] [Pitchfork]
Whenever I see a guy starting his set like Panda Bear did tonight, stepping out with a guitar around his neck and making his way to a bank of electronic gear and a single microphone, ready to do a show all by himself, I think: This dude has too much to do up there. Performing and singing are difficult enough without essentially mixing live sound in between guitar strums. Which is to say Panda Bear seemed like he missed the rest of the Collective a little bit during this solo show.
I hope the bootleg for this set surfaces soon. I’m dying to hear how the new Tomboy stuff is sounding live.
Primavera Sound Festival [Thursday] [Pitchfork.com]
Primavera is where you almost get stuck in a shady elevator with Stephen Malkmus. It’s where the Barcelona indie kids look like the Brooklyn indie kids but with better tans and shinier leather jackets. It’s also where Broken Social Scene played to a stadium-seated bowl mere feet away from the Mediterranean Sea last night. Indie rock heaven is real, and it’s bilingual.
Hey, I’ll admit that it’s usually not my style to laugh at people that may be going through a hard time. Life is hard, people. I mean, come on, especially if you’re touring Europe and asked to play a premier festival at 2am to a sea of adoring fans. It must have just been too much for indie band Wavves, as they had a bit of a breakdown at their set at the Primavera Sound Festival in Barcelona, Spain.
At 3:00 a.m. sharp, having dodged their share of bottles and even a shoe (neither Nathan nor Ryan was hit, although Nathan likely made impact with some unlucky attendee upon forcefully returning the latter object back to the crowd), the show mercifully came to a screeching halt: Ryan ran offstage, throwing his drumsticks at Nathan. Infuriated, Nathan screamed into the mic, “Come back here, motherfucker, we’re not done yet!” Immediately, stage crew appeared, breaking down Ryan’s kit. “Fuck!” Nathan shouted, “Stop doing that!” They didn’t, so Nathan decided the show must go on. Helplessly, he strummed his guitar again, clearly intent on playing another song. But as he stepped back to the mic, he realized it had been cut. As the crowd booed, the house lights came up, and a defeated Nathan Williams threw his hands up and left, along with the few remaining attendees.
Wavves Self-Destruct in Barcelona [Pitchfork]
Way to blow it, guys.
