Bolachas Now Playing, a new music Spotify playlist, updated every Wednesday.
Bolachas Now Playing, 44/2021 (#305):
Canadian folk singer-songwriter Matthew Swann records under the name Astral Swans. He’s back with a new, self-titled record, which includes a few great duets with fellow songwriter Julie Doiron. (Also, we’ve been doing this for 300 weeks. We’re old.)
Four years after his last solo album, Andy Shauf is back with “The Neon Skyline”. Just like its predecessor “The Party”, it’s (you guessed) another concept album about something that happened over the course of one night. So, of course, feel free to our selection and go listen to the record with the lyrics in front of you. In case you’re not into it, well, we got you covered with one hour and a half of new tracks by U.S. Girls, 070 Shake, Rosalía, Margaret Glaspy, Mitski, Okay Kaya, Waxahatchee, Squirrel Flower, Wye Oak, M. Ward, Bonny Light Horseman, Terry Allen, Yorkston/Thorne/Khan, Nathaniel Rateliff, Natural Child, Drive-By Truckers, Watkins Family Hour, Tiña, Wolf Parade, Kiwi jr, and Haha Charade.
Sometimes it’s hard to be objective and unbiased when writing about a festival that is such a big part of your life. Except for two (very) unremarkable lineups that made me stay home, since I was old enough to go to college all my summers involved a trip to Paredes de Coura (and a painful trip back, too). When you’re a kid, they say you’ll eventually get older and boring, in a process they call “becoming an adult”. This usually comes with amazing perks such as ceasing to listen to any new music whatsoever, stopping seeing your (also ageing) friends, having great conversations about changing diapers with your remaining friends (yes, the other couple with kids you always go vacationing with to some shitty beach full of other couples with kids and the odd mother-in-law). Obviously, a multi-day, non-kid friendly, rural music festival such as Festival Paredes de Coura seems like one of those things that are amongst the first to drop from your newfound “adult life”. Except you don’t have to be that person; and is there anything better to remind you of that than going there and finding all your friends in the same place, same month, year after year, all over again? (Well, other than imagining the smell of those diapers.)