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| Bobby Gillespie of Primal Scream |
words & photos: Raquel Pinheiro
Fugly, a band from Porto had the ungrateful task of being Primal Scream's opening act. Ungrateful because being opening for Bobby Gillespie's and Andrew Innes' band is, not also daunting, but requires a band capable of, if not matching, at least complementary to Primal Scream.
It is hard to say if Fugly are, or aren't, a good life band. The sound was too loud and too high pitched to allow for clear judgement. They have energy and drive, but it was was difficult to access more.
If how good a concert is can be measured by how much the reviewer and audience sweat and danced, Primal Scream were off the chart. If not, they still were off the chart.
Had seen them before at festivals, the experience is quite difference in a venue, especially one like Hard Club's Sala 1.
The intensity is the same, but the closeness and confinement make it for a far richer,
enjoyable and mind blowing happening.
On tour to promote Maximum Rock ‘N' Roll, The Singles Volumes 1 and 2, quite a comprehensive singles collection, Primal Scream set was just that, the singles, played loud, clear, with joy, fun and colour and, of course, maximumrock'n'roll.
From Velocity Girl to Miss Lucifer, through Swastica Eyes, delivered with an overload of strobes and colourful flashing lights adding to the song's insane ambient; Higher Than the Sun, during which we were floating in space; Kowalsky and Kill All Hippies one after the other in a maddening, vibrant, sequence again punctuated by intense light flashes to Loaded, another, lets go travel to lands far, far away moment and pretty much every conceivable single the band has released.
Save for Come Together, Jailbird and Rocks, reserved for the encore. By come together the room that has been literally shaking and vibrating for a while, blew into an even intenser dance and mutual adoration frenzy. The band, especially Gillespie, feeds off the audience as much as the audience feeds of them and him.
Concious of the fact that fans make, or break, a band, the band, and especially Bobby play to, and for, themselves and the love of music, but also to the gallery.
It is only logical. No band exists without its audience. After all, people go to concerts because they love the music and, often, because they want to see a good show that for an hour or so makes them forget their daily life.
It is only logical. No band exists without its audience. After all, people go to concerts because they love the music and, often, because they want to see a good show that for an hour or so makes them forget their daily life.
A consummate showman, Bobby Gillespie knows it - (so does Andrew Innes, but Innes is smart enough to let the singer shine, coming to the front of the stage at times striking poses with his guitar and allowing the audience to capture him with their mobiles)-, loves the cameras and the audience as much as they love him.
Primal Scream both know all the tricks to rapture an audience as well as keep embodying a genuine love of music and displaying authenticity.
Last, but not least, Bobby Gillespie sartorial choice was on point. Sharp magenta (or was it pinkish-redish-mauve?) suit, red shirt, pink shoes.
When is the next concert?
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| Bobby Gillespie of Primal Scream |
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| Bobby Gillespie & Andrew Innes of Primal Scream |
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