Trying to analyze the poster of a summer festival, unless it is one of those corseted appointments in a genre – and still – is a bit like deciphering the offer of a buffet. Yes, we know, the metaphor can be a bit funny, but it is what it is. And at festivals, like at buffets, drinks are separate. Do you see how it is not so far-fetched? Anyway, let's stop justifying our little ingenuity and get to the point.
We said that the musical offer of a festival has a certain resemblance to the gastronomic offer of a buffet: some essential dishes, indisputable hits before which the respectable swarms, new additions that will become classics or not and some rarities that, a priori, They will only draw the attention of those who understand or who refuse to recognize their condition as a mass and assume membership in a supposed elite who knows according to what criteria. (Canned hearts of palm at a buffet have seen these little eyes that are now looking at the screen).
An event like Phe Festival, international, eclectic, multidisciplinary, family, sustainable –We stop with the adjectives because you will think that there is a bias and you will be right – it wants and must offer variety on its counter, be an attractive proposal for anyone and a refuge of solace for those who want to approach and withdraw from the madding crowd to immerse themselves in other noises. Thus, it is perfectly understandable that out of the entire offer – this year we have come a long way: two days, two stages, twenty groups, a lot of hours of music – someone escapes you. The conversations around us as the confirmations were announced took us back to long Sunday afternoons playing Who's Who?: “Is he wearing glasses? Use a hat?". And let's be honest, with these data, on a date like this, it could be anyone... That's why, in Phe Festival, your festival of confidence, with a certain enlightened desire, we have prepared a guide so that you can finally say without blushing that "I already knew them before", which this time will be true.
Passion Friday
The Weeird will be the group in charge of opening the door of love this year. The main stage of Phe will receive this powerful, electric and vibrant group from Porto that sounds like Manchester, although we would not be able to explain very well what that means. They play at home, in Puerto de la Cruz, and if you are still wondering whether to come so early, think about the future, looking over your shoulder and declaiming, like an actress from an old theater: “I knew them before they were mainstream”
At 18:10 – we pretend to be British, now – time for the wild rock of MOLLO & The Freestyle Poodoo Experts, direct from the banana trees of La Finca 33, on the cliff tops of Los Patos beach, to the Phe stage. Soul, Funk and more things when the afternoon wants to fall. Anything else? You never know.
Las Dianas they are very young and for that reason alone they arouse the most terrible envy of the person who writes this. They come from Granada and that is another reason, but more personal. Insanely cool pop rides and sharp, witty lyrics, cheekiness and a whole lot of humor – and pretty punky, the way we like it. The music scene of the city of La Alhambra does not stop giving us joy, this time in the form of 5 girls having a good time singing –sometimes screaming– about everyday experiences, lack of love, hate and other issues. At 6:50 p.m. on the main stage. Then don't say we didn't warn you.
dani, with the “d” in lower case, it is hypnotic and hypnotic, sweet, sensual, elegant and a confessed fan of Jeanette. Our respects. A delicious way to start watching the sun go down from stage two, at their first concert in the Canary Islands.
Soul, hip-hop and dancehall coexist with coplas and boleros in the imaginary of Queralt Lahoz –Did you see how we can return to the simile of the buffet?– and they do it in such an organic way that, if we were not so condemned to overthink and we were not so given to the prosaic, we would assume that so hackneyed that “it is in the blood ”. (Only essential elements for survival are carried in the blood and, perhaps, some hereditary disease, let's stop with that already). The purity nested in a crossroads of culture and influences and a captivating live show that will leave you piqueto. Because, as Camarón used to say, “purity can never be lost when you really carry it inside you”.
Gaiety and discreet eccentricity, luminous stories with a gloomy counterpoint and an excellent reading comprehension of the world –because it coincides a bit with ours, we are so self-indulgent–, Kokoshca it comes at the right time to awaken our enthusiasm and our lucidity. And our desire to dance, or something.
The artist formerly known as Deluxe is one of the most solvent musicians and composers on the national scene and beyond. This, which sounds like a basic resume or mortgage loan application phrase, is the absolute truth. Xoel López, whom at the beginning of his metamorphosis the stubborn indies compared to Juan Luis Guerra –as if that were something bad– is solvency, elegance, talent and honesty. And also, as long as one knows how to listen and is like the reed –the plant, not the singer– a one-way path. Sing dance. Do not miss it. At 22:10 the verbena begins!
The Parrots they are irreverent, fresh, cheeky. With the flag-bearers poster of the new wave garage Spanish, they had to go out and succeed before we paid them a little attention –Oh, Mónica Naranjo, pioneer in so many things–. His dirty and magnetic show will close stage two on Friday night.
"Although you like Los Planetas like all the puretas” they sang Novedades Carminha –At this point we feel like we are bearers of a painful reality: they are not that they are scamps either– and a piece of trash settled in our spirits. whore? Are we really at that point of "any past time was better"? Do we have a belly like the night of kings with its presence in Phe because we are comfortably installed in another time, in another soundtrack? It's possible. But what is indisputable is that this other time is not that of the people of Granada. Theirs is still this.
Instituto Mexicano del Sonido It is basically, Camilo Lara. And it is, also, a genre in itself –how helpful this is when you don't know where to pigeonhole something–. Long live Mexico, let's return to the past and transfer it to the future. Let's mix cumbia with electronic sounds, alarms, take tradition so that you have your modernity. And yes, we are so obvious that the theme we leave you with is a cumbia-manifesto hand in hand with Las Dianas, of whom we have already said a few things above. Shall we cross our fingers to see it live?
And so far on Passion Friday, little friends of Phe. Let's go for Glory Saturday!
