Another very intense day at the FYF fest, and now it’s over… after such an amount of time spent on the dusty field under the burning sun, I realize that festivals are not the best way to see bands,.. let me rephrase this, they are a actually the worst way to see bands. Me, I like to be in total communion with a band I want to see, I want to be front row with nothing in from of me to distract me. Well, forget it if you attend a music festival, A festival is a endless walk, a fight against time, a constant fight to gain access to the front and you never get to the front! You want see 40 bands, it’s gonna be 40 rude fights causing frustration and anger. Today I am exhausted as if I had run another marathon, I feel dizzy and beaten up but don’t get me wrong, I will do it again next year despite all this. Music festivals may not be the best ways to see your favorite band, but they are another beast which transcends music itself, a sonic orgy with an ambiance that overwhelms you.
FYF fest is probably the new Coachella, it’s growing fast and these stages looks wider and bigger than last year. And what were the highlights of Sunday? The Orwells were bold, young and fresh, very red under the hot sun and this blonde frontman was the mirror isomer of Iggy Pop, I will explain this in another post. Yo La Tengo were a delicate beauty, may be too delicate for this huge festival? I totally want to see again Beach House again because they broke my heart and I could not really see them!
MGMT was a good surprise, much more psychedelic and interesting than I expected, but a few fans behind me were really obnoxious, drenching my back with their beer while jumping. I caught Solange half set, she was good at what she was doing, but I can’t say this was my cup of tea, instead, I definitively should have seen more of Omar Souleyman, who was blowing up the Samantha’s tent with his infectious middle eastern rhythms.
At first, I was skeptical with My Bloody Valentine, there was so much distortion and they were so unnecessary loud, but I got closer as people were leaving to see Holy Ghost (those fools!) and I really got into them, they were superb despite some technical difficulties, the sound disappears a few times, and they blew up everything, even probably a few windows downtown Los Angeles. The 10th edition of the FYF fest is over, see you next year!