My First Live performance as a Music Journalist Had Turkish Lambada and a Barbecue
The story begins on a sunny July afternoon in Porto, nearly ten years in the past. I’m downtown with the Rock n’Heavy crew, close to the town middle, in entrance of a constructing within the famend Rua dos Bragas. Nonetheless, I really feel distant from the town’s hustle and bustle as a result of the road is sort of abandoned.
We arrive early and have to attend outdoors for the key live performance scheduled for the Eden Home hostel. I take a minute to watch the façade of the Nineteenth-century constructing, renovated in the course of the ’90s of the twentieth century, an instance of Porto’s iconic structure.
The promoter of the gig invited Rock n’Heavy for a “secret show” with a mysterious band. At that time, we solely knew what was on the flyer:
“We’ve already surprised you with opening bands, more than once even, but a week from today we’re hosting our first secret event. Literally, secret, meaning that all of you who want to take a chance will only know which band it is once it takes the stage.
“The goal of this initiative, in the middle of silly season and summer festivals, is to spend a beautiful summer night together, so there will be a post-concert barbecue and the drinks will be some of the cheapest in Porto.”
The meals and drinks menu consisted of typical snacks from Porto: fêveras, bifanas, caldo verde (a Portuguese cabbage soup), grilled sausages, Portuguese beer, caipirinhas, mojitos, and sangria. Furthermore, there have been vegetarian and vegan choices out there.
The promoter added how a mysterious band was going to make its debut in Portugal. Therefore, we marked it on our calendar as Rock n’Heavy’s first dwell protection.
As I enter the Eden Home constructing, obscure reminiscences of Eli Roth’s hedonistic “Hostel” cross my thoughts. Nonetheless, these pictures quickly dissipate because the hosts introduce us to the hostel’s quietly acquainted area.
The live performance remains to be a couple of minutes away, and the terrace behind the Eden Home appears dismal. The spartan stage-set occupies a barely elevated grassy area, including to the thriller surrounding the band.
Within the background, there’s a barbecue set which suggests the gig will certainly have Portuguese snacks, beer, and caipirinhas, and the environment is convivial and festive. Whereas we watch for the efficiency to start out, I take the chance to think about the idea that underlies this occasion.
There’s room for such a occasion in a metropolis like Porto and, in the midst of the summer time season, ending the day with bifanas and music appeared like an unique idea.
In the meantime, the band arrives on Eden Home’s improvised stage, the hostel’s yard. A heterogeneous viewers gathers across the garden, as customary throughout such a occasion. The devices then unleash a sound wall that appears to circumnavigate across the psychedelic rock and improvised blues, at all times with the guitar on the forefront.
I rapidly notice that the solely instrumental reverie would be the dominant be aware all through the live performance. The minutes go by, and the band locks itself on a circumspect jam session, lowering all communication to fleeting glances to an viewers hoping for a extra energetic efficiency.
Timidly, Işık Sarıhan, the drummer, pronounces that they’ve arrived from Ankara, Turkey and that that is the primary live performance of a tour of the Iberian Peninsula. In between, nearly unintelligibly, he reveals the id of the band: Hayvanlar Alemi.
After this second, the place there was no area to introduce the guitarist Özüm İtez and the bassist Hazar Mutgan, the band resumes the Turkish psychedelic rock jam, mixed with surf-rock, presenting, even earlier than the tip, an 80s revivalist be aware, hesitant and minimalist, to the sound of “Mega Lambada” from the album “Guarana Superpower.”
The brief live performance involves an finish, and the band didn’t reveal its full potential. Contemplating the present’s setup, the distant posture, allied to a considerably nonchalant perspective, the general efficiency contrasted indelibly with the idea underlying the psychedelic rock motion full of smoky landscapes and dreamlike atmospheres mixed with acid and unique parts.
After the musical occasion, we moved on to a gluttonous onslaught with a post-concert barbecue. For some time, I went from music journalist to meals critic. Therefore, the band won’t maintain a grudge if I point out that the Portuguese meals tasted higher than the Turkish Psychadelic Rock.
Ten years have handed since that surreal present at Eden Home, Porto. I had been to many dwell live shows, however that was my maiden flight as a music journalist, and I’ll always remember that second in time.
I’m not a psychedelic rock fan, so I used to be a bit dissatisfied. Nonetheless, I used to be there as a music journalist and never as a fan of Hayvanlar Alemi. Therefore, I didn’t let my emotions get in the best way and I did a full protection of the present later printed by Rock n’Heavy.