Sunny Day in…Barcelona
A Sunny Day in Glasgow, Parc Joan Miro, Barcelona
By dumb luck, the hotel where I'm staying near Place Espanya is only a stone's throw from Parc Joan Miro, where Primavera is throwing a free day party over
Cold Cave absolutely killed it tonight on the Pitchfork stage. At first, it sounded like the same synth-laden 80s stuff that's all the rage right now. But then, they went
It's clear to me now, six hours-plus into my first visit to here, that the Spanish are hopelessly addicted to American music. Their bands sound a lot like American bands.
Scout Niblett definitely won't win any Bubblegum Pop awards here at Primavera. But there is certainly something compelling about her: she bangs wildly on a snare drum, screams call-and-response, and
There's definitely something strange about flying 3000 miles to see a lot of the same bands I've already seen over the past year. To wit: currently playing on various