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In this concerts, we walk with the craze that we have already seen everything. We have already discovered in the network, we have already seen the videos, in each cavadela, there is an opinion. And when we arrive at the theater, we come to the front of the stage without any secrets to discover (we even have this link with the latest performance alignment). This may be true many times, but it will always be a huge lie when it comes to "Idles concert". Because a concert of Idles is really something that only happens once. Facto.
They played in Lisbon live on Tuesday night. I bet everything that did not look like the concert they gave in Porto the night before. And that there will never be another identical one. And they will always be insurmountable. And I should have written this last sentence in capital letters to understand the enthusiasm that reigns here, but they say that capital letters are synonymous with bad education. And that is enough for the slackers, poorly educated but with reason, with meaning, with will, people to whom all forgiveness is forgiven, all the middle fingers tense, everything. They spat in our faces to save us. And before thinking that it is an exaggeration, here is the truth: this is not the case. It's a rock concert & n & roll; It was a huge concert of a huge rock band 'n' roll.
Idles are English punk-rockers, a group of poorly educated people who seem to want to destroy the world. Or rather, people who do not seem to want to know if the world will end or not, as if they were clashing with their own destruction. But they are not. With all this dirt, the Idles hide the most beautiful and the most worthy of intentions: that everyone loves the neighbor as of himself. But without doctrines of faith. That they really like it, that they kiss each other while kissing everyone during this gig. Each string divided a kiss, each holding a family xi-heart in its bass drum. Dance without synchronism, because who is free, free, it is to dance at will, to make them know the choreography. The mosh pits included, because the mosh pits purify.
Mark Bowen, the guitarist who will take half of the world to want to form a band
In a simplistic way, and to use a contemporary reference, we can compare the Idles to the Sleaford Mods, in order to spit some painful truths with all the rage offered by the scene. But while the others are two, it's a serious group. And there is nothing better than seeing a serious group using punk rock the following words: honesty, mourning, pain, defeat, catharsis, redemption. Essentially, get out of the fuck by facing it, while the said is broadcast by a fan. Often these words and their use, in the hands of people accustomed to rock'n'roll, can rhyme with cliché or moralism without consequence. But with these English the story is different. Even because they are English. Even if we do not know it, even if you do not notice the pronunciation of the man who sings, it is to see them strolling on the stage, they are all lying down, lying down and torpedoed, I am more great that all of you, if that is to be distributed too. may be. Bringing together the two things – the sentimentalisms of a strict beard and England suburb – the garage's sincerity can not escape the reputation of someone who throws this 1200 Datsun to the tar with the wheels to scream.
Timeouts are not sweet, neither in words nor in sight. Because with the mégice, they would not go where they want. Heck, the singer of this troupe of monkeys, Joe Talbot, the showman's showman (surpassed only by Mark Bowen, the guitarist who is almost naked and who takes care of the stage, the public and the world), is the guy crammed with family problems, a father who was the paradigm of bad example, the mother who died between the recording of the two albums, The brutalism and Joy as an act of resistance (published in a space a little over a year). The same who lost his daughter just after birth. This left the drugs and alcohol. And who wants to show everyone that there is a way to go the worst way and get to something. It does not say what it is, but that it exists, there it is. Joe tells you about us And, as it is written above, it would never be with guidance that he would fulfill his mission.
"This song is dedicated to each scumbag of this piece"
They dedicate songs to the wretched, songs that do not stop, the drummer does not stop, feed the instrument with body spasms, it's amazing to see him working . There are few notes, there are many returns, the guitars are cannons, they are like cannons, and they carry everything, the fascists and the others.
"This song is about helping those who need it"
There is a misunderstanding in the crowd but it ends up being stalled. Joe Talbot thanks, says he's handsome, he applauds, we hit everyone. Then he shouts worms that look like shots, about machismo, unemployment, social assistance, violent parenting. There are no taboos, no bullshit. And it 's still a punk rock gig, it never stops being it. The crowd is surfing, with the boys on the shoulders of all those friends who have gone to see the Idles. And the snare, always that snare drum, insistent, indefatigable, seems to have made a pact with the devil. As it is tiring, gentlemen. As it is tiring. And yet, more than an hour and a half and they are not tired. Neither they nor us. But it's just sweat. You can almost hear the sweat falling.
That battery there on the left? It's hard to explain …
"This song talks about how much we love immigrants"
A woman invades the scene. Others follow. Suddenly, the group is replaced by a group of women. And it's good. Still fine. It is rare to see such a free and orderly concert at a time. A concert in which the group thanks the security guards. In what calls for calm, the boy who complains insistently of his favorite song and is called António Costa: "Get away from Antonio Costa, he is violent." Joke or not, the whole thing ends with hugs. Always. And there is no reminder, because there is more. Everything has been delivered. The idlers give everything and leave this feeling of privilege. What a privilege to see them here and now.
They want to explain that Theresa May does not pay, but they also want to party, anywhere, anywhere. They want us to realize once and for all that an immigrant is the best person in the world. What a homosexual I am and you are and we are all. That a fascist is stupid or stupid or both at the same time. There are those who need help and we can all help somebody in any way whatsoever. This is not a church, it is not a cult, it is not a cult. Do some guys tell the truth, is not that enough? And they do it with songs that look like football hymns played by various steam locomotives.
Basically, these are just feelings, but those who do not go to the oven, do not take seasoning, are not ironed, even less bent or stored in the drawer. It sticks to the sole of the boots and the palms of the hands (and that one, huh?). In the end, we remain in doubt: it is not really a cult? At least for the moment. And at least for the moment, the Idles are the largest group in the world. OF THE WORLD. In capitals. With all the good education we get from punk rock. And that's a lot.
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