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rikke_leonhartHELLO FLIST. I AM GOING TO LANA DEL REY CONCERT NEXT YEAR. JUST SAYING.
Now with that out of the way, hello! How are you all? I'm back from Brussels (and Paris!!)! and straight back into busy everyday life, but. Gati. Brussels. Paris! Had such a great week with Gati and her family and. Still processing? I also have pink hair now and incredibly colorful nails. /blissful sigh
PATRICK WOLF CONCERT. I can't even, he's perfection. Gati and I were sitting in second row, which was incredible. (And thank you to Gati for being there to share the experience <3)
His setlist was flawless. Simply flawless. He looked amazing in his rather Victorian era inspired outfit, and he switched with perfect ease between harp, piano and ukulele during the entire concert. He didn't play the viola, though :(
He opened with London and Hard Times. Then he sang Armistice, just his voice and his harp, and I teared up, because, hello favorite song. House, Ghost Song, Oblivion and Penzance (<3<3<3<3<3 oh my god the gorgeous, I can't even) with some chat in between, I especially liked the origin of Oblivion, that was a nice touch. The Sundark & Riverlight editions of the songs are stunning, especially Overture and Teignmouth are out of this world, more on that later. He looked adorably shy at times, when he spoke in between songs, he showed his boyishly charming tendencies, lowered eyes and wry smile. He stepped on stage at first, asking for the lights to be lowered a bit as "it's a bit brighter scene than I'm used to. Can we lower it about 80%? I don't do anything by halves." He did Tristan just with his ukulele (perfect man is perfect, my god). He forgot the words to The Sun Is Often Out and he said, "It's been a long time since I've played this song. And you can clearly see I'm a professional musician. Let's just go to the part everyone knows." He took a request from the audience, which ended up being Pumpkin Soup even though he'd forgotten it was Halloween that night, he said he couldn't even keep track of which day it was. I thought that he was aware of the day, though, because he was wearing a really adorable weird skull necklace that he broke at some point and then threw to the audience xD There were other songs, uh, I remember The Libertine (I could just consult the checklist, but oh well) and there were.... perhaps two or three more. Oh yes, This Weather, Paris and The Vulture. Ah, so happy!
He also spoke of his rather strenous and ambivalent relationship with Brussels (phonecalls of dead relatives and stolen passports) and then sang The City complete with changed lyrics so it fit with "Won't let Brussels destroy our love" or something along those lines, also managing to get in a line about the Mannikin Piss (amusement all around), and when he stepped out for the encore with a hilarious rendition of Can't Help Falling In Love no one was able to be in a bad mood. He ended the set with The Magic Position, which he stopped halfway and changed to a polka version with the guy playing the accordion <3 And really, the musicians he'd brought along, an accordion player, a clarinet player and the opening act Abi Wade on cello, were perfectly complimentary to the overall sound of the acoustic set. I especially enjoyed Abi's cello in Overture, that was really something else. Abi's set, though, as the opening act. Well. I like her and I want to like her music, but most of it sounded kind of the same to my ears, unfortunately. She was really lovely, though.
But back to Patrick - Patrick was playful and his small improvised dance steps were adorably cute, he seemed happy, and god, his voice. His voice is seriously one of the most stunning things I've ever heard, it's deep and rich and nuanced, his impressive pitch and oh, his head voice. I could write sonnets about his head voice, clear and vibrant. No, really, it's positively gorgeous, it made me tear up more than once, his powerful vocals, his vulnerable dispostition, the honest lyrics. His live voice is nothing less than stellar and an otherworldly experience.
And then, Overture and Teignmouth. Both have truly breathtaking lyrics, and the Sundark & Riverlight versions have to be best tracks on the album for me, they are so, so powerful. Overture, especially, the lyrics are painful, Patrick just stomps all over my heart and the tender spots I didn't even realize were sore before listening to this. "It's wonderful, what a smile can hide / if the teeth shine bright and it's nice and wide / it's so magical all you can keep inside / and if you bury it deep no one can find a thing, no". Ow ow owwww. On stage, with Abi Wade's cello sounded mournful to Patrick's piano, he looked fragile as he sang "So come on now, open up now, open wide, don't you think it's time?".
It was stunning live, no less, even if I would have loved to hear the violin on it, but still. He's said it before, and I get it, this song is the song he sings to himself, he speaks, almost pleading with himself and his past and his future, to inspire confidence, "Now after all these years, you are at last opening / was it worth all that war just to win?" and "Don't forget how the story begins". Everything about this song works. The composition, the lyrics, his imploring voice, "Take me back to where it begins", the ukulele, tambourine, the subtle percussion that almost wanders in and takes home around my heart, the harp. I'll remain in bliss for quite a long while yet, two concerts in just under a year, just.
Thank you, Patrick Wolf, for another unforgettable evening. I hope there'll be many more.
Now with that out of the way, hello! How are you all? I'm back from Brussels (and Paris!!)! and straight back into busy everyday life, but. Gati. Brussels. Paris! Had such a great week with Gati and her family and. Still processing? I also have pink hair now and incredibly colorful nails. /blissful sigh
PATRICK WOLF CONCERT. I can't even, he's perfection. Gati and I were sitting in second row, which was incredible. (And thank you to Gati for being there to share the experience <3)
His setlist was flawless. Simply flawless. He looked amazing in his rather Victorian era inspired outfit, and he switched with perfect ease between harp, piano and ukulele during the entire concert. He didn't play the viola, though :(
He opened with London and Hard Times. Then he sang Armistice, just his voice and his harp, and I teared up, because, hello favorite song. House, Ghost Song, Oblivion and Penzance (<3<3<3<3<3 oh my god the gorgeous, I can't even) with some chat in between, I especially liked the origin of Oblivion, that was a nice touch. The Sundark & Riverlight editions of the songs are stunning, especially Overture and Teignmouth are out of this world, more on that later. He looked adorably shy at times, when he spoke in between songs, he showed his boyishly charming tendencies, lowered eyes and wry smile. He stepped on stage at first, asking for the lights to be lowered a bit as "it's a bit brighter scene than I'm used to. Can we lower it about 80%? I don't do anything by halves." He did Tristan just with his ukulele (perfect man is perfect, my god). He forgot the words to The Sun Is Often Out and he said, "It's been a long time since I've played this song. And you can clearly see I'm a professional musician. Let's just go to the part everyone knows." He took a request from the audience, which ended up being Pumpkin Soup even though he'd forgotten it was Halloween that night, he said he couldn't even keep track of which day it was. I thought that he was aware of the day, though, because he was wearing a really adorable weird skull necklace that he broke at some point and then threw to the audience xD There were other songs, uh, I remember The Libertine (I could just consult the checklist, but oh well) and there were.... perhaps two or three more. Oh yes, This Weather, Paris and The Vulture. Ah, so happy!
He also spoke of his rather strenous and ambivalent relationship with Brussels (phonecalls of dead relatives and stolen passports) and then sang The City complete with changed lyrics so it fit with "Won't let Brussels destroy our love" or something along those lines, also managing to get in a line about the Mannikin Piss (amusement all around), and when he stepped out for the encore with a hilarious rendition of Can't Help Falling In Love no one was able to be in a bad mood. He ended the set with The Magic Position, which he stopped halfway and changed to a polka version with the guy playing the accordion <3 And really, the musicians he'd brought along, an accordion player, a clarinet player and the opening act Abi Wade on cello, were perfectly complimentary to the overall sound of the acoustic set. I especially enjoyed Abi's cello in Overture, that was really something else. Abi's set, though, as the opening act. Well. I like her and I want to like her music, but most of it sounded kind of the same to my ears, unfortunately. She was really lovely, though.
But back to Patrick - Patrick was playful and his small improvised dance steps were adorably cute, he seemed happy, and god, his voice. His voice is seriously one of the most stunning things I've ever heard, it's deep and rich and nuanced, his impressive pitch and oh, his head voice. I could write sonnets about his head voice, clear and vibrant. No, really, it's positively gorgeous, it made me tear up more than once, his powerful vocals, his vulnerable dispostition, the honest lyrics. His live voice is nothing less than stellar and an otherworldly experience.
And then, Overture and Teignmouth. Both have truly breathtaking lyrics, and the Sundark & Riverlight versions have to be best tracks on the album for me, they are so, so powerful. Overture, especially, the lyrics are painful, Patrick just stomps all over my heart and the tender spots I didn't even realize were sore before listening to this. "It's wonderful, what a smile can hide / if the teeth shine bright and it's nice and wide / it's so magical all you can keep inside / and if you bury it deep no one can find a thing, no". Ow ow owwww. On stage, with Abi Wade's cello sounded mournful to Patrick's piano, he looked fragile as he sang "So come on now, open up now, open wide, don't you think it's time?".
It was stunning live, no less, even if I would have loved to hear the violin on it, but still. He's said it before, and I get it, this song is the song he sings to himself, he speaks, almost pleading with himself and his past and his future, to inspire confidence, "Now after all these years, you are at last opening / was it worth all that war just to win?" and "Don't forget how the story begins". Everything about this song works. The composition, the lyrics, his imploring voice, "Take me back to where it begins", the ukulele, tambourine, the subtle percussion that almost wanders in and takes home around my heart, the harp. I'll remain in bliss for quite a long while yet, two concerts in just under a year, just.
Thank you, Patrick Wolf, for another unforgettable evening. I hope there'll be many more.
