Primavera was every bit as awesome as expected. Barcelona is always a pleasure to visit and having your own apartment (and stellar roof terrace) makes life much nicer.
Suicide and Swans blew my tiny mind. Pulp made me cry a bit and laugh a lot – watching with fellow Sheffielders lead to particularly childish heckling of hometown postcodes and bus routes. PJ Harvey was ethereal as ever. Tune Yards banished a Don Simon hangover. Big Boi played my favourites. Grinderman were tippy-toe terrifying.
It was all awesome, basically, and the booze and food at our place made things even better.
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Oh Don Simon! It’s the reason I remember very little of the first night of Primavera!
Haha, Don Simon is always deadly from a hangover point of view! I really enjoyed Primavera too, though I must have gone a different day. : )