{"id":980,"date":"2012-07-28T10:42:00","date_gmt":"2012-07-28T10:42:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bolachas.org\/testes\/?p=980"},"modified":"2020-09-25T21:24:36","modified_gmt":"2020-09-25T20:24:36","slug":"milhoes-de-festa-2012-day-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bolachas.org\/?p=980","title":{"rendered":"Milh\u00f5es de Festa 2012: day 1"},"content":{"rendered":"

Where it all starts. And for me, the day started a little bit rough, I\u2019d slept only a few hours and woke up dripping wet with sweat, because hell, the sun was already strong as if it were mid afternoon, although it nearly was 10:30 pm. But at least I made it in time for the first concert, right?<\/p>\n

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\u2018T\u00e1 maluca n\u00e9?<\/em><\/p>\n

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Erm, no. In between practicing the\u00a0dolce far niente<\/em> or checking for some friends who had only arrived this day, I made it to the swimming-pool moments after Jib\u00f3ia<\/strong> had finish his performance, so here\u2019s a video to me – and to all of you, late festival-goers – from the Videoteca Bodyspace<\/a>.<\/p>\n

But actually, I made it there while Equations\u00a0<\/strong>were doing their soundcheck, and oh boy: you could tell it would be fun only by watching the pussy-looking bassist do some man growls (aquele abra\u00e7o, Z\u00e9Z\u00e9), curiously the total opposite of what the main vocalist does\/is.\u00a0But as soon as they hurried up with that and started the concert, what did we get? A powerful, defined and crisp sound coming from the two large speakers at the swimming pool stage, a reflex of the diversity of instruments Equations put on stage. I\u2019m not saying it was perfect, but regarding their conditions and space? Pretty impressive.<\/p>\n

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Dig that style, Equations\u2019 guitar player.<\/em><\/p>\n

But yeah, Equations rocked from start to finish, there was much headbanging, some moshing by the end of it, which eventually ended underwater, some friends helping the band onstage (a note to a great vocal performance by some death metal guy) and a crowdsurfing spiderman doll (probably my most beloved mascot of many in the Portuguese festivals scene)<\/a>, all this due to a fearless math-rock who puts no shame to a subgenre not that famous in Portugal. Bravo!<\/p>\n

To follow, Alto!<\/strong>. And I must say, I had already praised this band a lot back then, and I was surely expecting a good rock concert. However, I did not see this coming for one bit: they were\u00a0demential. To start, some effects to the mic, Mike Patton school. Then, a guitar who did tremendously effective riffing. Seriously, nothing too\u00a0far fetched\u00a0but great. Add a tight rhythm section and now try to imagine this thing really fucking loud! (no pun intended, I mean it: Alto! means Loud! non-portuguese speakers) This could be an example of an auditive knock out (figuratively speaking, of course, no extreme noisy wall of sound here), such thing also\u00a0applicable to the poor awning covering the stage, almost put to the ground by their jumping lunatic of a singer. Milh\u00f5es de Festa surprises, part one.<\/p>\n

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Alto!<\/em><\/p>\n

This day took me further from the Taina Stage, specially when A New Kind of Mambo<\/strong>, the most appealing name in that stage\u2019s lineup, got cancelled and they were switched with The Shine<\/strong>, the kuduro half of Throes + The Shine. And, even later on, checking these swag masters doing some crazy jumps in the pool wasn\u2019t enough to quell the big let down that was the Lovers & Lollypops Soundsystem<\/strong> set. I mean, come on: I was dancing in the swimming pool like a fag with my sunglasses on. That\u2019s your fault, you two (guess Fua, the boss, was too ashamed to be a part of this). And what about the fat man telling the crowd (but what crowd, really? No one cared to be in front of the stage) to fuck off and stop being pussies? Really, man, it was horrible. At least the setlist was pretty partyish and it was a really good time, living the life, and stuff. Nevertheless, horrible horrible horrible. Thank you, come again.<\/p>\n

Some band covering Tool on our way to Barcelinhos. You can tell by the pose.<\/em><\/p>\n

Done with the swimming-pool for today, I gathered the troops and thought this could be the best time to eat that infamous giant\u00a0breaded-meat sandwich at the other side of the river, in Barcelinhos. Xispes Bar. Still unaware of this humongous piece of meat? Here\u2019s a photo. The concerts can wait.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s cool, I can do this\u201d – mission accomplished\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Enough of eating and drinking esquifante (or whatever that mixture of drinks was), the main stages were calling. Sensible Soccers<\/strong>. Guess what, another tremendously fine concert. Days before the band had bumped into a tiny problem, more of a troublesome situation, in fact: the guitarrist\u2019s gear was stolen. That\u2019s a bummer. Did it really harm the concert? No! Why? Because the great deal about this was the incredibly mixed electronics, filling the Barcelos\u2019 ribeirinha zone with dragging beats and\u00a0echoing synths capable of turning you into a pendulum. As for the setlist, SS didn\u2019t fail to offer us the beauty of a girl named \u201cFernanda\u201d, and also reveal us a new song of theirs. What else is there to say? Maybe the humble way they leave the stage after the concert, with one of them\u00a0advising\u00a0us to enjoy the festival and well, to listen to their music. Don\u2019t worry, we got that covered.<\/p>\n

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Sensible Soccers back there, with all the pretty colors<\/em><\/p>\n

To follow, on the VICE stage, not as immediate as I\u2019d thought it would be – but thank you for the large space upfront -, were League<\/strong>. I must say, I\u2019m still not sure till this day if I liked the concert or not. Don\u2019t take me wrong, League were a competent band, and the music was often upbeat at times. But I think the problem was, by this point, when a song killed the vibe, it gave us no sparkle to keep going on. Unlucky setlist? Unfortunate easy songs? Ignorance of mine? Probably a few of each, but this concert fell short to me. You can say I\u2019m probably being mean, but also that I excepted more, that these guys have potential, this is good right? Moving on.<\/p>\n

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League<\/em><\/p>\n

It was all due to anticipation, most certainly. Because all of a sudden, this big crowd (for MdF standards of course) was planted in front of the Milh\u00f5es Stage, while Iron Maiden was spicing up the public, coming out of the PA while the last preparations were being made. Then finally, this orchestra of feedback starts, holding on for a minute or two, and at last, Baroness<\/strong> are on stage. And what followed by a little over than a hour? Let me tell you, an impressive performance of heavy metal like no other. It\u2019s a disarming quality of sound they offer, both by the technique of its four musicians and by the mixing. But this was no news to me, what really nailed me to the ground was, oddly, the singing. Some testosterone-charged growls John Dyer Baizley could do, plus the choruses of his fellow partners, but all that with an incredible definition, you could really get what he was saying. There\u2019s years of practice in here, you can tell. But Baroness music isn\u2019t all about singing, so what came after that? Glorious sludgy guitar riffs, uplifting guitar solos, well guitar work who missed to be a\u00a0nuisance (the epic \u201cThe Sweetest Curse\u201d, last one before the encore, Jesus fucking Christ). An acclaiming night for Baroness, who too felt very fond of Portugal and gave their permission to the audience to come talk to them after the concert, saying goodbye with a \u201csee you soon\u201d (free interpretation). If this wasn\u2019t a concert for you, congratulations: you must like boring metal (or, I mean, none at all).<\/p>\n

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BARONESS.<\/em><\/p>\n

Hey, talking about boring: Holy Other<\/strong>. This time let me plead my personal taste and momentum, because this one got some praise from a few people I know. The\u00a0scenery, a dark stage with few lights and a DJ with a black turbant on his head bombing some crawling beats and stuff which sure could be trippy to some people, but to me? Come on. I had been flushed by a headbanging wave during Baroness and was about to check the most anticipated name of the night, of course this won\u2019t work for me. Still seemed like something to enjoy in a crowed and flashing room, but no can do on an opening site like Milh\u00f5es de Festa (yeah, the first day was beyond what was expected, in terms of audience).<\/p>\n

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Throes + The Shine<\/em><\/p>\n

(\u2026Until this happened:) Throes + The Shine<\/strong>, oh my god. Actually the correct name for the band should be Throes + a bassist + another guitar\/synths + The Shine, which equals one of the most enjoyable concerts of my life. Yes, I mean it. This mixture is no joke, you could only be enjoying some kuduro moves. Instead, the violence of a rock show was also present, making it colossally intense. Even the MC duo didn\u2019t do it for less, twice inviting people aboard on stage (all girls the first time, you know too well). Oh and the songs, like, every single one of them already has sort of a status, either because of a word (Ewe, Batida), a sentence (\u201cisso \u00e9 The Shine e Throes\u201d) or even an instrumental section (Adrenalina). I think I\u2019ve justified enough the reasons why by the end of it my voice was all fucked up, I was sweating as much as the morning and I felt happy as never. This is what a live festival concert should take from you. And congratulations Throes + The Shine, you\u2019ve already written history in Portuguese music.<\/p>\n

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Dan\u00e7a bu\u00e9<\/em><\/p>\n

Youthless<\/strong> were next but unfortunately they weren\u2019t able to amend my sleepiness, so I left by half of it. I must remind you this was really late, add near one hour and a quarter to the schedule. Yes. I don\u2019t even know what to say about Youthless, other than you deserved better. And this sleep state of mine wasn\u2019t your fault.<\/p>\n

But then something bad happened, a friend of mine was coming back to the festival site and I decided to, at the very least, make him some company there, while I picked some water before sleeping. As I’m\u00a0approaching, I start to hear an 8-bit sound and some guy yelling things to a defected micro, like those terrible voices you\u2019d hear from a very old game. It was Meneo\u00a0<\/strong>playing, and hearing those cheesy disco songs being covered in 8-bit and LIVE, I MEAN, just put me in the mood for concerts again. But it was too late, and I couldn\u2019t return back there since the limit hour for reentry was 4:00 am. Back luck, I was really enjoying it. Bah, there\u2019s more tomorrow, I thought. Time for a short but necessary sleep, and see ya then.<\/p>\n

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V<\/strong> BSC V<\/strong><\/p>\n

Photos by SMF. More photos soon.<\/p>\n

bernardo@bolachas.org<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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