| The Delta Fiasco live @ FGAA (Bogotá) [05.6.2008] |
 While everybody else is enjoying their summer festivals, thousands of bands together in parks full people, you can always expect to spend a sunny day in Bogotá and find yourself jumping and dancing to an amazing band by night. Because summer also happens here, even if it's just for three days in a row. Walk the streets of the old city and plan ahead. You'll have some free time on your hands and some profound considering to do; eat a cheap slice of pizza and read a book, it's a long way from here to total disintegration. Even if you're always trying to escape cinematographic interpretations of your life, some things do feel like endings and you have to act properly, hold your head high, shove your hands in your pocket, the night is not that cold. The Fundación Gilberto Alzate Avendaño, working as an art gallery, restaurant, museum and now rock venue is there, around that corner.
The Delta Fiasco played a show like you'd never expect. Sitting on a dark theatre–not the old kind of stripped-down theatre-turned-disco bar now in fashion in Bogotá, but a real, working one–you feel like back in the old days, waiting for the police to come in and take out the sexual offenders on stage. Full venue for the Nite n' Rock concert series organized by the District office, the organizer said it was one of these things you'd never expect to happen. Yet we had a full, Liverpool straight ahead Y2K rock trio to shake the night and make it feel like a thousand nights had ended. Blasting sound, you were already determined to give up your hearing abilities just to enjoy the night as it should be. They would go back and forth between simple sequenced beats on a Macbook onstage, hard driving guitar sound walls and analog synthesizer explorations, along powered melodies on voice, making you remember Interpol and VHS or Beta at times.
After a long, synth-powered intro to "Uh Oh Oh" [think of Ladytron], it was not long before the full venue was on their feet, dancing and jumping along, the room filled with machine-made smoke and your usual colored moving lights almost turning the theatre into a full concert house. As always, you were almost expecting that moment in which the music would make you forget about the rest of your life and experience the instant bliss of jumping in time with a drum kick, watching the world stand still on a beat. Unfortunately the show was not too long; they played about 5 or 6 songs and an encore which they announced they had not played for a long time. Then, walk the streets back, watch the harsh city go by the bus window. End the night and your life [or at least that kind of movie-like narration you've made for yourself] with a few beers, the One Hit Wonders and a bar. Summer is here to stay. - postbop
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