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Best concerts of 2009
The music industry spent most of 2009 insisting it was dying. Album sales were collapsing, record labels were panicking and every executive seemed to have discovered the phrase “new business model”. Meanwhile the bands did the only sensible thing: they got in the van and hit the road.
The Station at Jazzhuset
The dynamic duo behind the much-missed club Romo Night are back. Their new venture, The Station, picks up where the old club left off two years ago, carrying the same spirit into a new chapter.
Kraftwerk in Randers
I drove into the cozy Danish town of Randers with a few hours to spare before the show. As evening settled over the streets, I made my way to Værket, where everyone entering the venue was handed a pair of 3D glasses.
Sun and mud at Arvikafestivalen
Arvikafestivalen has always been a gamble with the weather. You arrive expecting one thing and leave having survived another. One moment the Swedish sun is doing its best impression of the Sahara, baking thousands of pale Scandinavians dressed in black and paler than Marilyn Manson.
Metaltown 2009
Once again the Frihamnen pier is invaded by an army of metalheads dressed in black, making horn gestures in the air and drinking lukewarm beer. The annual Metaltown circus is back in town.
The last Tinitus festival
This weekend marked the end of an era. Tinitus, Stockholm’s long-running industrial and electronic festival, held its final edition after ten years.
Best concerts of 2008
Live music is one of the few things left in modern life that refuses to be compressed into a convenient little file. Albums are souvenirs. Concerts are where songs earn their scars.
Way Out West 2008 post mortem
The time had come to submit myself to the polished machinery of Way Out West. A celebration of music, sustainability, corporate sponsorship and people who somehow manage to look fashionable while standing in a muddy field.
Arvikafestivalen goes floodland
It had been a couple of years since my last pilgrimage into the forests of Värmland, but Arvikafestivalen still felt like coming home.
Yazoo in Glasgow
I rolled into Glasgow after a couple of hours on the road from Edinburgh, crossing Scotland through rolling green hills under skies that looked permanently undecided. The River Clyde cut through the city like an old scar, and after a short walk across the Millennium Bridge I found myself standing outside the Clyde Auditorium.