I pleased myself with Russian Red concert in Shanghai
No importa cuántas veces hayas bajado a comprar el pan, porque cuando lo hagas en China no va a tener nada que ver con todas las panaderías anteriores. De la misma manera, no importa que hayas ido a miles de conciertos en tu vida, porque en China la experiencia va a ser diferente.
Esta semana he ido al concierto de Russian Red y he aquí mis reacciones encontradas.
1. Feliz porque he ido a un concierto. No sé vivir sin música. De hecho, no sé trabajar sin música.
2. Intrigada por saber cómo era un directo de Russian Red. Y ha sido genial. Alabo la templanza que han tenido porque no es fácil tocar y cantar ante el público chino.
3. Rara porque la localización no era la adecuada. Digamos que el panorama es el siguiente. El concierto es en un edificio de esos que aparecen en los libros de arquitectura moderna, acristalado y con formas a priori inesperadas dentro de los cánones de la arquitectura más tradicional. Alberga un auditorio impresionante en el que el escenario se localiza en el centro, rodeado por filas y filas de butacas. Menos mal que en esta ocasión no habilitaron las gradas a la espalda de los músicos… porque definitivamente, no lo veo; sería como ir a misa a la antigua usanza, con el cura de espaldas a los feligreses.
4. Mi imaginación ha viajado lejos y ha vivido en varias road movies y pelis de Sofia Coppola, porque el escenario no tenía nada que ver con lo que estaba escuchando. Madera en la decoración que para escuchar música clásica es muy acogedora y cálida. Pero esos sonidos entre blues, rock y pop melancólico no quieren madera de un castillo francés. Quieren madera de monopatín, madera de caseta de la playa y madera de un bosque pantanoso de cipreses calvos que contemplas desde la carretera mientras viajas de San Luis a Nueva Orleans.
5. Con esperanzas de volver a ver un concierto de Russian Red sin tener que estar aplaudiendo en una butaca como si estuviese escuchando una conferencia de Umberto Eco.
6. Tarareando ‘Casper’, ‘Michael P’o ‘Neruda’ mientras los chinos no eran capaces ni de mover la cabeza al son de ‘Fuerteventura’ o ‘The sun The trees’, porque estaban revisando su WeChat por enésima vez en la tarde.
7. Entusiasmada por temazos como ‘Tarantino’ o ‘Cigarettes’ en el que Brian pone su granito de arena con la aportación vocal en la segunda parte.
It doesn't matter how many times you've been to the bakery to buy some bread, because when you do it in China it has nothing to do with all the previous bakeries. In the same way, it doesn't matter you've attended to thousands of concerts in your life, because in China is going to be totally different.
This week I've been to Russian Red concert and here I list my opposite feelings.
1. Happy 'cause I went to a concert. I don't know how to live without music. Actually, I don't know how to work without music.
2. Intrigued to find out how it was a live performance by Russian Red. And it's been brilliant. I praise their temperance as it's not easy to play and sing for the Chinese public.
3. Weird because the location was inappropriate. Let's say that the outlook is as it follows. The venue is one of those buildings pictured on modern architecture books, glazed and with shapes which a priori are not expected within the canon of more traditional architecture. It hosts an impressive auditorium, where the stage is placed right in the center, surrounded by the rows of seats. Luckily this time this section of stalls facing the musicians' backs was closed... because, definitely, I do not see it; it would be like being in an old style mass with the priest showing his back to parishioners.
4. My imagination has gone far and has lived inside several road movies and Sofia Coppola's films, because the setting has nothing to do with what I was listening to. Wood on decoration which for listening to classical music is very cozy and warm. But that sound between blues, rock and gloomy pop does not want wood from a French chateau. They want wood froma a skate long-board, wood from the beach hut and wood from a swampy forest of bald-cypresses that you contemplate while driving from Saint Louis to New Orleans.
5. With expectations of being again at a Russian Red concert without being applauding from a seat as if I was attending to a lecture by Umberto Eco.
6. Humming 'Casper', 'Michael P' or 'Neruda' while the Chinese neighbors were not even able to move their heads to the sound of 'Fuerteventura' or ' The Sun The Trees', 'cause they were checking their WeChat by the zillionth time in the evening.
7. Delighted by hits like 'Tarantino' or 'Cigarettes' in which Brian contributes with his vocal support to the second part of the song.
After one hour of very good music and 20 minutes to get a cab, we headed for some beer. It doesn't feel good to go straight to bed... hahaha!
Credits: Trench (Zara SS 2014), tee (Zara SS 2013), jeans (Pull & Bear SS 2013), sandals (Birkenstock Arizona), bag (Céline) and necklace (Shanghai flea market).
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