And: it begins! The valley of our dreams, the woods of the castle, the rhythm of our hearts. The festival of our home town.
• THE WAR ON DRUGS
• 6/7 Kentuckyseven’s
Adam Granduciel is a hero. Together with Kurt Vile he started The War On Drugs and he’s still here on stage swinging. It’s all very Dylanesque, the throw-out-songstyle, and still very much his own thing. In one word: space. They fill a room, and certainly the entire Slottsskogen with swift greatness. It’s music no one can really tag or understand, it’s plain War On Drugs. The drummer, the saxophone, The Grand Parade. Great gig!
• 4/7 Kentuckyseven´s
Becks first gig in Sweden in 14 years. Well almost, anyway. He played Pustervik yesterday in a bad-PR-stunt that backlashed on the Way Out West-crew. Not Becks fault. Now he’s here and starts off with a messy Devils Haircut and then dives into Loser and then rolles the surf-pop-vibe all over the big crowd. Didn´t get me going, but Beck worked hard and played hard.
Tahliah Debrett Barnett is an English superwomen with the alternative soul-corner all messed up. The tent of Linné is jammed with rowdy people and when FKA TWIGS (signed to Young Turks) gets started the hurricane arrives. This is star material, no doubt. She dances heavily to the electronica, it’s part The XX and part Massive Attack. But the best part tonite is the audience, on red alert: an impressive following!