begin with a warning: this post is so huge, like the amount of feeling that I caused Festival Psicodália 2011. I know that many simply visit blogs for "download music", but this festival had a notion of recognition that we give the gig here on the blog and radio, then I apologize and leave, and I write very, very much on the Psicodália. And it is noteworthy that this story is totally personal, and now it's hard to remember the details of each event. For example, I met Maurice Cellars, fantastic photographer, great friend, and a gig very beautiful. But I no longer remember how I met him, what brought us together. The memory starts to play tricks. So fear not remember the name of everyone I spoke to, but this does not prevent me from recognizing them in the street and give a big hug each.
Mauricio basement in the middle of the crowd
Every night he entered the tent, I was wondering how to write a blog post. A task that will certainly facilitate my work now - almost a week later, if I had that opportunity my notebook. With the events that happened recently my memory is playing tricks as he does now.
So, what I remember is that I came to this conclusion: "I will ride to different posts talking about the Festival itself (organization, location, workshops, etc.), a post to speak of sounds and a post to talk about people ". However at the time of writing I can not separate things. So will be the way they roll. I write, and hope to reach the final with a post befitting the Festival.
I add that I am not a "musical critic, just someone who enjoys great music, so my impressions / opinions about the bands I saw at this festival are entirely personal. If someone "not like" what I write, keep in mind that's just my taste, my opinion. Another person I can retract completely, and yet I would not be wrong.
Arriving at Psicodália - First shows
How many ideas, many sensations. And time to start writing about the festival, white screen of the computer tries to inhibit thoughts. But I do a force and start to organize the maelstrom of ideas and feelings that led to this festival.
start thinking about the trip. Me and my buddy Luke, any partner to stop ("Luke, we encourage that funeral of a dwarf albino? - Sure, let 's go ..."), from Curitiba to Rio Vermelho, recalling the 2009 Festival in San Martin, when we on tour and with the intention of enjoying a camping trip and maybe see some bands. Memories come and go, and after about 2 hours and some travel, we arrived at the farm Evaristo. Dai is to record the Ordinance ("Dude, you are the Tears Psychedelic? "), Inspect the car to see if it has no body forgotten in the trunk (" Live or die. But if you can get bracelet ...") and let 's go to park and find a tent camp set up. Begins Festival 2011 psicodália here for me. A festival of emotions, incredible coincidences. ... Only joy
Camp assembled in record time, after all it was Friday night, and I had to find someone in the organization of the festival for know what was rolling and I could / could not do. Here was the first match, a guy comes, look at the amount of stalls around the area where he had camped, and said "wow, how the neighborhood has increased." We talked a little and find out what was clicked, a member of the production, responsible for "Radio estate" and musician. I stand ("Dude, you are the Tears Psychedelic?") And ask about the girls from the press office. I set the tent next to the people I needed to meet: The girls of the press office of the festival was also my nearby tent. So far, everything 100%.
Descend the trail we leave our camp (called Os Mutantes) and go on to the stage. We received instructions to go straight to the boxes to check in, get our card and buy the Dallas. This is the currency to be consumed at the festival, but cards are welcome: assistance in the organization. My "I knew that I would bring as a souvenir, so I did. In line, a rapid exchange of conversations with Zayra (sorry if misspelled). She is living in Rio Vermelho but it is out, if I mistake not even Curitiba, and it was a nearby camp. The guys enjoyed camping in the mutants ...
Here the memory already fold their pieces, can not remember what we did then, until the hour of the show's first band: Mescalha.
Enter three musicians on stage, the basics of a rock band. A powerful instrumental raises the guys in the first song, and soon after the singer comes up and the crowd jumping. The band's sound is very good, just thought that he "exaggerated" a bit, trying to have style, at times "beating" the guitar. But it does not take the shine of a fucking show. I enjoyed the live sound.
In the end, they played a "medley" very cool with thousand of rock classics. Very well played.
Banda Mescalha
Another long pause, a bottle of water without ice (sore throat and a slight fever), and go for the second show, I expected a lot: Terra Celta.
I had seen some videos on youtube, and wondered what was coming. But it surprised me nonetheless. The guys all broke down. Costumes, humorous presentation, excellent music and agitated. Everything just right to please the public Psicodália. Fantastic presentation, crowned at the end with the entire band into the crowd, except the drummer. Not found in Psicodália to request a photo, at the request of the vocalist. A noble stance to compensate for years of analysis the drummer did. A pity ... hehehe ...
Banda Terra Celta
still a future post ...
Links to contacts with the bands mentioned in this post:
Banda Mescalha:
http://www.myspace.com/bandamescalha
Banda Terra Celta:
http://www.terracelta.com.br/
Sites gig photo of Mauritius Basement:
http://www.mauricioporao.blogspot.com
http://www.faith-on.blogspot.com
http://www.shinemagazinne.blogspot.com
http://www.acerolaglitter.blogspot.com
http://www.devotionmagazine.blogspot.com
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