And when I say Primavera Sound Music Festival, I kind of just mean Arcade Fire was at Primavera Sound Music Festival because we totally fanned out and only took a million photos of just their show. But it was necessary.
When the European Reflektor tour was announced, Barcelona was the clear venue winner. The city + the ocean + the music festival = logic.
Somehow we lucked out in getting one of those coveted against-the-rail spots behind the VIP section. I dont know how we did it, we were there for St. Vincent, in our usual behind-the-shortest-people-we-could-find spot. (When you’re 5’2″ and rounding up, this is the sweetest spot you can hope for. When its two of you and you’re both 5’2″ girls, its a little easier because tall people feel bad standing in front of you, so you make your way to the front a lot easier. But when you’re with your tall husband, the guilt is not there.) So, after St. Vincent, weirdly, the crowd parted. People left to check out the other stage. This is not the non-commitment we expect from Arcade Fire fans, but we’ll gladly take it. We’ve stood and smooshed and sat in the Austin sun for 7+ hours to get as close as we could to Regine and Win.
An hour + a half in the Barcelona ocean breeze? Gladly. Then it began.
The title track’s mascot, Reflektor, rose from a stand in the middle of the crowd. Feet away from us. It revolved a few times and revved up the crowd until the band took it away. Cue Reflektor! And then it happened.
Down from the stage, through the middle aisle, and up onto the Reflektor’s stand. Régine.
Régine was ten feet away from me. This could have been titled the coolest moment of my life because it was nothing short of that. Régine is my spirit animal and I don’t mean that in any over-used sense. My muse, if you will.
I have about 54 photographs from this moment. She only sang one song up there. 3 minutes. 48 seconds. 10 feet. Justin threw me the camera since I could lean over the railing and get a clear shot without hands in the way. Stupid hands. You don’t love her like I do. Too much? I went full-on paparazzi, so it was a good thing the bouncer thought I was funny because it could have been considered something else. Like I was documenting my best friend on her wedding day, I had to capture the crap outta the experience. Until she faced me and all bets were off. I froze. I’m going to make the highly unbelievable, but downright possible claim that we made eye contact. She turned back around and I realized what just happened. Not that Justin could hear me at all, but I turned to him and he nodded his head ‘yes.’ That just happened. And here’s the part where it takes everything I have to contain the amount of photos I post.. The bobble heads came out and Win forgot the lyrics to Sprawl II. He blamed it on the Pope. The setlist was one of their best — between the old and the new and the sing-a-longs. Somewhere around 2 in the morning, they rearrange the stage and I hear Justin yell from behind, “it’s the Wake Up drum!’ Everyone knows the words. The instruments stop as the show ends in a cappella and confetti. ^^ these are the casualties of standing behind me at a show.
And the rest of the fest was great too. heh.
Favorite live music scene you’ve ever been to – aaaaaand go!