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2022-12-22

MUSIC 2022: TOP 22 albums


Here we go again! As you could already see in my TOP 5 reissues, TOP 7 live albumsTOP 13 live shows and TOP 6 non album releases I'm trying to keep my end of the year lists short.

And what a year I've chosen for that decision! It was hard, a lot of ins and outs, but I ultimately stuck to just twenty-two favorite albums! No sneaking in of extra recommendations under each entry like last year, just a plain TOP 22. As always these are only studio albums which I own in physical format. So I know that there are tons of stuff out there which I just didn't indulge in yet, Kendrick Lamar and The Mars Volta just being two of the most popular examples. (Oh, there's sooo much more like Brutus, Chat Pile... ok, don't even get me started, haha.)

I tried to consider earlier releases which I might have neclected a little, but also took the risk of including some very recent material. And for the time being I am happy with it. Looking back on this a year from now I will have some changed opinions about the ranking anyway, because that always happens. Hell, if you compare this list with my TOP 5 albums on VEILOFSOUND.COM (which I had finished a couple of weeks ago), even those have changed a bit already!

From A as in Autopsy to Z as in Zola Jesus and back from Zeal & Ardor over The Sure Fire Soul Ensemble and Jo Quail to 300,000 V.K. so many artists I would have expected here didn't make it. But well, I guess that's just unavoidable if you don't do at least a TOP 36. But even then I would still feel bad about those albums who fell off the edge. So fuck them, right? No, don't fuck them! Music is awesome. Check out all my reviews from 2022 stuff and go listen to some music! 


But now without further ado....  here finally are my...


TOP 22 ALBUMS 2022:

  1. VOIVOD - Synchro Anarchy

    No, it's no suprise that this is my album of the year. But while I suspected "Synchro Anarchy" to wind up here as soon as its first songs had been released almost a year ago, that has never been a pure matter of course. With so much great music coming out all the time I found myself more than once wondering whether Voivod really should take this spot. But than I listened to this masterpiece again and all doubts went to bed, because damn, this is so fucking good! After over fourty years the French Canadian sci-fi ProgPunkThrashers are still on top of their game, pushing the envelope with complex and catchy material that not only lives up to their own legacy, but actually couldn't be more relevant today. Yet another incredible show of force of the seemingly unstoppable SnakeChewyRockyAway lineup.








  2. IMPERIAL TRIUMPHANT - Spirit Of Ecstasy

  3. The future of Extreme Metal and the apocalpyse of Jazz inseparably intertwined and mangled through the Manhattanite maelstrom of glorious dissonance. With guest musicians from Alex Skolnick to Kenny G, from Andromeda Anarachia to Voivod's Snake! It's one thing to sport a mind-blowing musical vision, yet a totally different thing to exceed oneself in it like the New York Avantgarde Black Metal trio did on "Spirit of Ecstasy". The ferocious mega city moloch rampages purposeful but more disturbingly chaotic than ever and it's indeed... ecstatic.









  4. Psychotic. Relentless. Devastating. Destructive. Misanthropic. Those were probably the keywords of my review for this monstrous Black Metal assault. If I had to pick out just one thing which makes this unique panic attack of an album special I would just say: those killer riffs! (And those hypnotic licks of course... and the tireless brutal highspeed drumming... and the abrasive vocals... and the occasional throat singing...) Fuck it, this just slaps!







  5. FORLESEN - Black Terrain

    What an epochal journey of Doom Metal is this? Consisting of past and present members of Botanist, Kayo Dot and Lotus Thief the band with the name that sounds completely different to German ears than its actual Middle English meaning "to lose completely" takes us through manifold musical worlds on this vast atmospheric future classic.








  6. Is this Archive's magnum opus? I'd rather not claim something like that, but the double album "Call To Arms & Angels" for sure is a huge earnest masterpiece in an undefinable place between soulful ballads, dark experimental electronics and epic Post Trip Hop Progressive Art Rock. With multiple singers and guest musicians the collective created a seventeen tracks strong soundtrack to the quarantine and isolation of the pandemic years. And if that wouldn't already be enough to take in, some versions of the album come with the equally great bonus of the whole score to the making of documentary "Super8".






  7. MARC URSELLI'S STEPPENDOOM - SteppenDoom

    John Zorn producer Marc Urselli bringing together an international all-star ensemble of Doom, Stoner and Post Metal instrumentalists and indigenous  (Tuvanese, Mongolian and Inuit) overtone singers for a primal and  powerful fusion of styles that through its diversity also works as an almost anthropological overview of the art of throat singing. Ten years in the making this ambitious project transcends the promise of its premise and dooms and drones in an ancient place far beyond the origins of Doom itself.







  8. GGGOLDDD - This Shame Should Not Be Mine

    Outside flowers claim it's spring - and inside Milena Eva works through her trauma in clear and stark words to come out of it with her head held high. Adding many new electronic elements while maintaining their roots in Post everything from Punk to Rock to Black Metal, the band formerly known just as Gold provides a perfect backdrop for one of the most important stories told this year. Profoundly touching.








  9. KEIJI HAINO + SUMAC - Into This Juvenile Apocalypse Our Golden Blood To Pour Let Us Never

    Is this rollercoaster a free jazz version of noise rock or the essence of metal dragged through the unfiltered existential chaos of the human condition?
    I've asked exactly this question before, but since I still haven't come close to a satisfying answer, it seemed appropriate just to repeat it. On their third album encounter Japanese experimentalist Haino and the North American Sludge trio Sumac unleash brutal improvised magic which defies explanation or classification - and ultimately this brilliant noisiest of all releases on this list doesn't need to answer any of my small mortal questions at all.






  10. AFTAB DARVISHI - A Thousand Butterflies

    Performed by various chamber orchestra constellations including a cello solo piece, the Stockholm Saxophone Quartet or the duet of piano and clarinet in the title track, the music of Iranian composer Aftab Darvishi melts Contemporary Classical arrangements with traditional influences from her home country and experimental Ambient ideas.  "A Thousand Butterflies" rewards the attentive listener with an immersive emotional experience. A precious musical gift that keeps giving. 








  11. JOHN ZORN - Perchance To Dream

    No Bandcamp, no YouTube, no Soundcloud. On this one I'm afraid you just have to completely trust me, because you'll only get these wonderful compositions of John Zorn, performed by a quartet including John Medeski and Bill Frisell on this CD. Cymbals, chimes, organ, piano, Fender Rhodes... Soothing vibrations and light guitar breezes are the primary language of a dreamily Smooth Jazz experience. designed for nocturnal hours of either contemplation or just letting your mind drift to other places. On par with Aftab Darvishi this is one of the purest and most sincerely beautiful albums of 2022.





  12. LAIBACH - Wir Sind Das Volk - Ein Musical Aus Deutschland

    In Laibach's half-theatrical work, which sees them collaborating with several stage actors and drum duo The Stroj,   Slovenian Retrogarde meets the texts of German playwright Heiner Müller and forms a kaleidoscopic stream of consciousness of German identity during and after the Second World War. Closer to the accustomed band sound and a little less deeply overwhelming than the live performance it is based on, "Wir Sind Das Volk" still is a very strong and serious experience burning with recent relevance.








  13. KIKAGAKU MOYO - Kumoyo Island

    The farewell year of the Japanese street musician collective turned world-acclaimed Krautrock phenomenon Kikagaku Moyo has been a joyful victory parade with celebrated live shows everywhere (including Berlin) and a final studio release which sparkles with variety, dynamic and visceral musical storytelling. Not only a wonderful album, but one which is always even a little better than I remembered from its last spin. And that lead guitar in "Yayoi, Iyayoi" lives rent-free in my head anyway.








  14. WORMROT - Hiss

    If you understand Grindcore more as a mindset than as one rather narrow specific style you can take it to the most unexpected places. Napalm Death have proven that many times, and so do the Singaporeans Wormrot. Being fluent masters in the language of Grind they allow themselves to take the twenty-one tracks on "Hiss" to the worlds of Punk, Post Rock, Thrash and Death Metal, Voivod worship, tribalistic and even symphonic parts without ever risking to lose their ferocious grindibility, summed up in the song title "When Talking Fails, It's Time For Violence". This is undoubtly among the very best Grindcore that has ever smashed my mug!








  15. GOAT - Oh Death

    Dang! Both visually and sonically these Swedish masters of Psych ceremonies don't waste any time funking right into your face.
    Vivid and groovy, at the same time jazzy, tribalistic. folkloristic, krautrocky and post-punkish the jams on "Oh Death" fly by faster than you could ever die of a sudden bliss overload.







  16. SPINIFEX - Spinifex Sings

    "Spinifex Beats the Plague" had been among my favorite Jazz releases of 2021 and the Fusion sextet doesn't even for the blink of an eye think of cooling things down on its successor. Strengthened with the two amazing singers Priya Purushothaman and Björk Níelsdóttir interpreting Indian and Icelandic poetry, Spinifex are spinning a carousel of adventurous Free and Vocal Jazz, Jazzcore and what our forefathers called World Music, on which Mats Gustafsson's The End and Christian Vander's Magma are chasing each other's wiggling tails. Absolutely bonkers and brilliant experimental fun!







  17. THE LOVECRAFT SEXTET - Miserere

    Jason Köhnen had a productive year releasing several albums with various projects, two alone with The Lovecraft Sextet. Other than den 80's synth of "Nights Of Lust" this one however can be described as a direct crossbreed of Bohren & der Club of Gore and Black Metal, just like White Ward's "False Light" - but it sounds completely different in every way! A sinister, often depressing, sometimes eery elegant mass of the most evil Darkjazz ever, drenched in cavernous screeches, organ, cello, Colin Webster's longing saxophone and crowned with opera singer Lilian Tong's soprano voice "Miserere" is a timeless horror score one of the most daring and possibly the most haunting entry in Köhnen's discography.








  18. ASSUMPTION - Hadean Tides

    Inspired by Death and Doom Metal greats like My Dying Bride, Sorrow, Paradise LostMournful Congregation, but also classic Celtic Frost and Morbid Angel, this bleak new album from Assumption screams oldschool without ever sounding antiquated. Consequently the Italians don't let traditionalism hinder them from also incorporating Ambient and Neubauten influences  into their hugest and most exciting work so far.








  19. MOTORPSYCHO - Ancient Astronauts

    Side A: A powerfully rolling FuzzProg'n'Roll opener as we know and love it from the Norwegians. A short Yodok III style interlude. A half ballad / half freakout Mellotron epic. Side B: Just one cinematic 20+ minutes (almost) instrumental Krautrock score for an imaginary movie. Nothing more, nothing less. And done by Motorpsycho this is of course jawdropping stuff.







  20. LILI REFRAIN - Mana

    A mystic shaman and guardian to invisible realms beyond our perception? Or just a vessel of the unfiltered pure joy of music? No matter as which you understand Lili Refrain, there's no doubt that the Italian singer and multi-instrumentalist ultimately wields life-affirming magic on "Mana". On a loop-based backdrop of synths, drums and guitars her voice mesmerizes between incantatory whispers, Eastern European and Scandinavian Folk spheres and other-worldly Opera. Wondrous and spellbinding.








  21. LONDON ODENSE ENSEMBLE - Jaiyede Sessions Vol.1

    Whenever El Paraiso Records go Jazz, it's worth noticing anyway, but an album which is the culmination of what was growing on two albums of the Martin Rude & Jakob Skøtt Duo and a third extended to the Rude Skøtt Osborn Trio seems especially interesting. Bass, drums and saxophone now find themselves in the company of keyboards and guitar and together they burn a smooth firework of timeless Miles/Coltrane/Hancock worship between hippie Prog, Psych Rock and Latin Jazz Fusion with electronic sprinkles on top. Embedded in a warm dynamic production the chemistry and momentum of these sessions leave nothing to be desired. Volume 2 incoming soon...






  22. E-L-R - Vexier

    On their second full-length album the Swiss trio transforms mountains into riffs and lends the landscapes and ancient myths of the Alps an ethereal voice, incarnated through the levitating harmonies of their two female singers. "Vexier" is an escapist, dreamily headbanging monolith, which unifies Shoegaze, Doom, Post Rock, sludgy Post Metal and a pinch of Black Metal in elemental majesty.









  23. EMMA RUTH RUNDLE - EG2: Dowsing Voice

    So intimate yet so very strange. So experimental yet so pure and direct. Mostly inspired by traveling through Wales on her own for one month and recorded with minimal equipment Emma Ruth Rundle created an album she doesn't even try to sell as something equally as big and important as her regular work. But even though this wordless journey seems closer to Lingua Ignota, Jarboe or Diamanda Galas  being lost in the wilderness than to her usual sound, there is no reason to shrug this sinister subconscious twin of "Engine Of Hell" off! Dark and intriguing.









2022-12-03

MUSIC 2022: TOP 13 live shows

I've already chosen my TOP 7 favorite live albums of 2022, so now it's time for the even more live thing, being performances I witnessed in the flesh! And the winner is... *drumroll*... Jo Quail, who made it onto both of the following lists!

Ok seriously: Isn't it fantastic that live music is back to normal? - No, it's not, because it actually still isn't back. On the surface much has returned to how it was before 2020, I've only been to two shows, which still required special covid measures - and one of those still took the first place in the following ranking. But there are still many canceled or shortened tours, an overabundance of shows leading to smaller audiences, because you just cannot go everywhere - especially during a time of crisis and inflation. But what can I do about it? I just try to enjoy as much of it as I can, I guess. If enough of us do, live music beyond the Ticketmaster monopoly giants might survive after all.

Of course many more concerts would have deserved to be mentioned here, but I'm trying not to go too far overboard with these things this year, which is quite a hard exercise. I think a top 7 for club and solo shows and a top 6 for festival appearances seem like a reasonable ratio to the total of live music I've been enjoying in 2022. 




TOP 7 CLUB/SOLO SHOWS 2022:


  1. LAIBACH "Wir sind das Volk" - Kampnagel, Hamburg

    Halfway between a regular Laibach show (whatever that means by now) and a theater play "We Are The People" was a dark kaleidoscopic revue of memory fragments circling around German identity in the wake of Third Reich and WWII, featuring songs and text passages interpreted in stellar performances by professional actors and backed up by an especially sinister version of the band, including iconic frontman and "Angel of Desperation" Milan Fras and extended with the drummer boy duo The Stroj. It's a shame that I only took pictures of Peter Mlakar's following speech about love on this special night to remember, yet in my head this deeply thought-provoking is still present in vivid imagery.

  2. BJÖRK + RUNDFUNK-SINFONIEORCHESTER BERLIN - Waldbühne Berlin

    Admittedly I prefer my events to take place in tinier locations where you can for example actually see what kind of extravagant dress the singer is wearing. But of course I've just waited a couple of decades too long for my first live encounter with Björk, so a first row club show was unlikely and this distanced experience among many thousand other seated fans had to suffice. And "suffice" still translates to the memory of an absolutely magical night. What Björk's ageless voice and the strings-only orchestra conjured under the perfect Berlin summer sky cannot be put into adequate words. 

  3. IMPERIAL TRIUMPHANT - Hafenklang, Hamburg

    It remains unfathomable how a black metal band can not only unleash such a tornado of cataclysmic destruction, but also be so deeply rooted and knowledgable in everything jazz while doing it. With its unique avantgarde extremism sound, the stoic masks putting a face to the Metropolitan moloch from which they draw their inspiration, and of course insane, jaw-dropping performances the New York trio left no doubt that they are rampaging on the forefront of defining the future of metal. Or at least of the corner of metal which is relevant.
     
  4. ORANSSI PAZUZU - headCRASH, Hamburg

    There is a reason why one of my favorite fashion combinations of this year is to wear my Imperial Triumphant hoodie together with the Oranssi Pazuzu longsleeve. Labyrinthian, clearly geometric yet hardly decipherable, structures within structures over a lovecraftiapocalyptic backdrop - there has seldom been a piece of merch depicting the actual music so accurately.  Oranssi's blackened psychedelic polyrhythm prog trip is one of the most singular and hypnotic experiences metal has to offer right now. And the insane package with Deafkids and Sturle Dagsland made this night even more memorable.

  5. VOIVOD - Indra Musikclub, Hamburg

    It shouldn't surprise anyone that every Voivod show I attend will always reappear in these end of the year rankings. Nothing against Opeth, but Hamburg got really lucky that they took a day off, which their support band used for this steamy, sweaty, smelly demolition of a headlining show. As always the new material didn't have to hide from the classics one bit and the energy level didn't betray that they (well, at least half of them) are doing this since the early 1980's. SciFiProgThrashParty excellence!

  6. EMMA RUTH RUNDLE "Engine of Hell" + JO QUAIL - Uebel & Gefährlich, Hamburg

    I'm not crying, you're crying! No, seriously, I wasn't crying. But like the rest of the audience I was silently spellbound by the exhaustless emotional power Emma Ruth Rundle set free just with her voice and piano or acoustic guitar. Having missed the live premiere of "Engine of Hell" at Roadburn it was a blessing to experience this performance in a more intimate setting now. Touring together with Jo Quail, who played a mostly rather delicate set this night and also kept Emma company for one song, was a congenial choice.

  7. KIKAGAKU MOYO - Festsaal Kreuzberg, Berlin

    What a happy sad farewell! Japanese kraut magicians Kikagaku Moyo have achieved far more than they would have ever dreamed of with their band that they once started as a jam collective on the streets of Tokyo, and they decided to go at the pinnacle of their popularity. As bummed out as I was not to have a final chance to see them in Northern Germany, as excited I got when I discovered that their Berlin show was just one night before I was in town to see Björk anyway. In front of a packed house and supported by Mong Tong this show was an ecstatic psych rock superlative if I ever saw one. Dōmo arigatō! It might take a long while until we'll see a band like this again.







TOP 6 FESTIVAL SHOWS 2022:


  1. Profoundly emotional, meaningful and real. Milena Eva working through her much too common personal trauma on the big 013 stage was as brave as it was a beautiful and connecting experience.
    Seldom have I seen an artist being welcomed by such an air of respect. Surrounded by a band plus string ensemble who more than lived up to the gravity of the moment, she thanked the audience with an unforgetable performance, which came very close to moving me to tears.


  2. SENYAWA - Roadburn Festival

    There is no other band which sounds even close to the unexpectedly heavy experimental mix of tribalistic traditions, drone, noise and industrial of the Javanese duo Senyawa. While Wukir Suryadi's performance on his self-made instruments was already worth its own show, it were the completely out of this world wailing, shouting, snarling, screeching, grunting, throat-singing, whistling and animal-noising vocals of Rully Shabara which made the crowd speechless in enthusiastic disbelief.   


  3. LILI REFRAIN - Roadburn Festival

    How can one single person on a stage evoke so much mystical energy? Lili Refrain seemingly stepped outside another dimension which is made purely of the magic and communion of music and put the whole Hall of Fame under her spell. Over gigantic looped walls of percussion, electronics and guitar her voice ascended to transcendent heights which easily rival the planes Anna von Hauswolff, Heilung's Maria Franz or Amalie Bruun aka Myrkur call their heavenly home.


  4. JO QUAIL "The Cartographer" - Roadburn Festival

    On a festival edition stacked with commissioned projects "The Cartographer" certainly was the most ambitious and musically atypical one. With the blessing of absolute artistic autonomy Jo Quail composed a captivating classical suite with metal influences for her electric cello plus electric violin, piano, two orchestral percussionists, eight trombones and two vocalists. The perfectly nailed performance of this outstanding piece, which any fan of Bear McCreary's soundtrack work should embrace and which has also been released as a studio recording, was an overwhelming triumph. 


  5. MARTINA VERHOEVEN QUINTET - Roadburn Festival

    A state of almost hallucinatory exhaustion, which elevated the intensity of this free jazz tohubohu to an experience beyond regular perception might have helped to bump this show up a couple of ranks on this list. Yet as proven on the already released live album this fifty minute eruption of improvisation by pianist Martina Verhoeven and her brilliantly cast ensemble of guitar, saxophone, upright bass and drums really was a world-class gathering of incredible musical momentum.


  6. SOLAR TEMPLE x DEAD NEANDERTHALS "Embers Beget The Divine" - Right On Mountain Festival

    Wow, finally an entry on this list not from Roadburn! Sorry, I've only been to three festivals this year and two of those were just one-nighters... And this joint performance too was actually premiered at Roadburn, but clashes forced me to omit most of the show. Luckily its repeat in Nijmegen gave me a second chance to fully indulge in its cathartic blast of unstoppable brutal majesty.
    After almost equally fantastic performances of both Neptunian Maximalism and Temple Fang I was actually surprised that this one still ended up flooring me the most at the Right On Mountain Festival.   






2022-10-02

LILI REFRAIN - Mana

"Taiko, Floor Tom, Bass Drum, Glockenspiel, Gong, Bells, Crotales, Jingles, Air Conditioner Metal Tube, Trowel, Acoustic and Electric Guitars, Synth and Voices."

While Lili Refrain's credits for her recent album "Mana" for sure read as something potentially intriguing, it's also noteworthy that she starts this list with the huge Japanese taiko drum, which is among the instruments she usually doesn't play when she performs live. And no matter if you already take this as an indication or not - it's undeniable that show and album are two kindred, yet also quite different experiences with this Italian artist.   


LILI REFRAIN - Mana (pink vinyl LP) (2022)

Her performance on the first day of Roadburn Festival still ranks high among my very favorite shows of this year. It was a magical epiphany of musical joy and connection, a perfect emotional storm like I've seldom witnessed it before. Lili's vocals alone would have completely mesmerized  the crowd, as she effortlessly channeled operatic class and the mysticism of exceptional singers like Maria Franz (Heilung), Amalie Bruun aka Myrkur and the eeriest, almost "evil" highs of Anna von Hausswolff and Lisa Gerrard.

Lili Refrain live
All this is of course also on display here. The big difference lies in the build-up of the music. On stage every song begins very small as the multi-intrumentalist loops and pieces together each and every sound, until the mashup of ancient mystery, folk, electronic, tribal sounds, drone and metal becomes a huge elemental force of notes, noises and voices.

This studio recording doesn't need the whole long setup and doesn't swell to the same endless crescendo levels. Instead Lili concentrates more on song structures and fleshes out the beauty and detail of key elements instead. It's a much more traditional approach, but one which is the absolute right choice and still results in wondrous compositions of otherworldy transcendence. If you love any of the artists which I mentioned above (or her Subsound labelmate Dalila Kayros), there's no doubt that this should be a must-listen for you. Because "Mana" is a rapturous masterpiece with just that one single flaw of the length not fully reflecting its grandeur - or to put it a little more prosaic: Why is this not longer? Ok, it's not a real complaint. The format is probably perfect. You can easily spin this beautifully packed pink vinyl twice without getting tired of it.

The other question my rambling hopefully raised is: Should Lili Refrain release a live album at some point? Without question yes, alone to make sure that both sides of her are represented in her discography. But that's a concern for another time, because right now is the time to bathe in the bliss of "Mana"! [edit: Oops, said live album "Ulu" already exists.]






2022-05-03

ROADBURN FESTIVAL 2022 • DAY ONE: Thursday, April 21st

- Tumult of magic, turmoil of transcendence. -


Lili Refrain

Wakey, wakey! On Thursday I'm still fit wie ein Turnschuh, as we say in Germany, so after breakfast I visited the nearby inland dunes. I made sure that I didn't have a long walk to get there and kept my visit rather brief to preserve energy. I would need it urgently much later in the day...


Quick note for the uninitiated, who may wonder why these pictures and most my live photographs looks so "weird": It's not a filter. Apart from a couple of (square) smartphone snaps the illustration of these reviews is all done with the Digital Harinezumi 3.0, a cute little Japanese toy camera, by which people actually often recognize me, since I bring it to as good as every show I'm attending. You can see me holding it on this audience shot from Saturday:

pic by Jostijn Ligtvoet

I had also brought a Digital Harinezumi 4.0, which unfortunately can only be used attached to a power bank for a very short time to shot a couple of super 8 style videos in the dunes. If you're interested in that and also want to listen to some 20+ years old 4-track DX7 synthie music from me, you can do so here.




But now it will be 2 pm soon, so let's head over to Tilburg City, where the festival will take off inside the Koepelhal!

Once again the location introduced in 2017 and fully integrated in 2018 as compensation for the loss of both Het Patronaat and the Cul de Sac, has developed quite a bit. There's a food area outside and the whole merch at the Pit Stop. The familiar stage has been improved by further darkening the vast room and the stage itself. It's now called The Terminal. In the next room there's a new stage called The Engine Room.
Due to constructions (like everywhere in Tilburg) the Hall Of Fame had moved outside the building complex into a tent - which may sound cheap, but actually looked really good. I honestly liked it better than the original. But who knows what they will have done there until next year...
The Ladybird Skatepark is also temporarily closed, but that didn't mean it wouldn't open for several shortly announced surprise shows during the weekend. It even had a proper stage now. But I wouldn't find an opportunity to visit it until Sunday.

Right now I was headed for The Terminal, where a beloved trio had the honour of starting the procedures.





Big|Brave

Bam, what a wake-up call! On the three occasions I've seen them so far, the minimalistic, yet huge almost-no-wave drone rock of Big|Brave has always been an extraordinary experience. Not only in terms of crushing sonic might, but also regarding the emotional impact of Robin Wattie's high voice above the noisy rumble. The sensation of all this finally happening again and the sheer quality of the material from last year's album "Vital" only added to a stunning performance, which was also just fun to watch for the great band chemistry on display.
Big|Brave had already been on tour for a while and when Robin, who took medicine between the songs, talked to the audience, she had that hilarious hoarse squeaking in her voice, which immediately made her laugh herself. Pretty amazing how she still pulled off the singing in this condition - the first hero of Roadburn 2022 for me.









Bruit ≤

Other than planned I had stayed at the Big|Brave show until the very end, so The Enginge Room, where Bruit ≤ were about to start in a couple of minutes, was already quite packed when I entered. I still got close enough to the action, but it just didn't click for me.
Maybe it had to do with just having witnessed how enormous only drums and two guitars could sound, while the French post rock band came with strings and horns which didn't have any noticable effect at all. As great as their album "The Machine Is Burning And Now Everyone Knows It Could Happen Again" might be; this unfortunately didn't touch me, so I decided to leave very soon.

Getting outside was annoingly hard, since the stage was positioned in a way that didn't correspond with an ideal audience flow at all. Not a good premiere impression of this location, which made me glad that I didn't have many artists on my schedule here.








Vile Creature x Bismuth

A couple of minutes to walk (and cross a heavy traffic junction) later, I arrived in front of the Main Stage inside the 013 venue, where the sludge duos Vile Creature and Bismuth performed "A Hymn Of Loss And Hope", their collaborative commissioned show, which had originally been announced for Roadburn 2020.
I'm not sure if the long extra time was helpful, because the performance was a mixed bag. I loved the slow and heavy doom sound which immediately gave me this comfort of being in my home away from home again, but it never seemed like this transatlantic cooperation could unleash its full potential.
You had a total four members, but most of the time there were only three of them on stage. You had three vocalist, but they all kind of did the same thing. And you had a grand piano on stage for a rather underwhelming section that could have been done with a mini synthesizer beside the mic stand. All in all the thing wasn't really made for this giant stage, on which Vile Bismuth always seemed to be a little lost. It still wasn't bad, but it didn't come close to Vile Creature's "Glory! Glory! Apathy Took Helm!" and there have been far better Main Stage opening sets in the past. Im confident the piece would have benefitted from a performance closer to its inception in a more confined space.










Messa

Using the break as one of the few opportunities to grab something to bite (or did I do that afterwards? These details get blurry.) I returned to the Main Stage for the Italian doom metal band Messa, who presented their fantastic new album "Close" as a whole. With guest musicians on lute, saxophone, keys and other instruments, they delivered a flawless show. Of course the ethereal, but still powerful voice of singer Sara was the mesmerizing icing on the often oriental, sometimes almost jazzy post doom cake. All in all this band has a perfect, compelling balance of just great rock songs, experimentalism and charisma.
Hard to imagine that anyone would leave this spellbinding evocation of awesomeness already at its halfway mark during the hit "Pilgrim". But of course this is Roadburn and a good spot at one of my most anticipated shows had to be secured...









Slift

The French psych rock power trio Slift playing their game-changing masterpiece "Ummon". What else can be said that does this comet ride any justice? This was just what their "Levitation Sessions" had promised - and more. The rhythm section bursted with energy and the lead guitar was firing lasers in every possible direction. This band's combination of cosmic creativity and almost punkish attitude is just on fire. With an energy level rivaling top form King Gizzard you could either step outside of yourself or start a moshpit to this. Which some fans did during the finale, starting a whole thing in a certain corner of social media... However I was not involved, because once again I applied the lesson that in order to get a good spot for the next happening, it is often crucial to let go even of the greatest shows a little sooner than you actually want to. Slift being Artist in Residence this year at least meant that this hadn't been the last chance to catch them during this weekend.









Lili Refrain

After the steep upward sloping curve of Messa and Slift I had finally arrived at my first true Roadburn high, floating on the wings of this festival's unmistakable magic. Or at least so I thought - until Lili Refrain stepped onto the Hall of Fame stage, adorned as a shaman of pure musical joy, who had the audience intrigued right from the start, as she began to build loops of tribalistic drums and percussions, droning electronics, guitar... and her absolutely stunning voice, which reached planes of mesmerizing transcendence that could only be matched by masterful folk singers like The Mystery Of The Bulgarian Voices or the otherworldliness of the one and only Anna von Hausswolff. The primal life-affirming force of this performance moved me deeply.

Lili Refrain's compositions are endlessly heightening climaxes, all going way beyond the sonic richness you would expect to be unleashed from just one single person, until they are just walls of a thousand voices, notes and noises washing all over you. It felt like a pure catharsis and an instance of connection rarely occurring between artist and audience. No moment emphasized that better than when Lili stepped to the edge of the stage and a fan asked her to hold his hand while she was singing. Which may sound super corny in description, but hell, after two years of severed connections this was just so damn honest and poignant. And it also played out with a healthy dose of humour. The whole show was one of those barely describable experiences that made me feel every possible emotion at once in the best way.

I wish I had bought one of her albums at the merch later, but that plain and simply didn't happen for the stupid reason that I hadn't memorized her logo and wrongfully thought she hadn't been able to bring it for some reason.
 








Sólstafir

I've seen the Icelandic quartet several times over the years now, but I'm still not super familiar with their discography. Tonight they did a full-album anniversary show of a work I didn't know and I honestly didn't pay much attention after the Lili Refrain revelation, but just relaxed a bit. So apart from the dry fact that there was a song with a bariton guitar, which they had never done live before, I couldn't even tell you whether this was good, medium or bad Sólstafir.




In hindsight all my memories are overshadowed by the sudden realization that I had left my merch bag in front of the Hall of Fame stage anyway. I had successfully resisted most temptations so far, but even the two items plus my fleece jacket in that bag would have been a haunting annoyance to have lost, so I ran in an adrenaline rush while cursing myself.
Of course my stuff was still there and maybe I could have stayed there too at least for a couple of minutes to watch Wyatt E., whose new album I absolutely love, but instead I didn't even notice how many people were on stage, because I just had to get down from this sudden test of my fitness now - while still arriving in time for the next good spot at a brand-new Roadburn location I hadn't seen from the inside yet.

The Paradox is an acclaimed jazz club, which hosted a curated program of mostly avant-garde and other adventurous jazz (and related) artists during the festival. It also had two rows of chairs in front of the intimate stage, which was a dream come true right now, because I could really need to fucking sit.




Zaäar

The band I was about to see now was one of my most anticipated groups, even though - or maybe because - I only had very diffuse ideas of what was actually about to happen here. I'm talking about Zaäar, the self-described "collective born from a rib of Neptunian Maximalism".
Quite different to the bombastic Sun Ra meets doom grandiosity of the Belgian arkestra, this was a much wilder, more unpredictable and much more improvisational beast. Especially the electro drones and Guillaume Cazalet's performance, which jumped between throat singing, chants, percussions, flutes and the instant effect modulation of all of those, gave this extreme free jazz ritual a sinister note. In this performance anything seemed possible at any time. Faithfully following the spirit of Zaäar's debut double album "Magická Džungl'a" this performance was pure bubbling chaos - the tumult of the jungle, the turmoil of creation itself.

While I'm sure that I would also have loved this show ten hours earlier, it doubtlessly only enhanced my perception of it that the day had made me tired and that I additionally was exhausted from the merch panic run before. Floating in a state you might otherwise need substance help to achieve, the music at  multiple instances made me zone out as if I was caught inside a god's fever dream. Too much to handle for a mortal mind perhaps. But also just enormously sick shit. I loved it.   










Russian Circles

Meanwhile on the Main Stage, deliberatly distanced by a heavy focus on the light show, Russian Circles were putting the crowd into a post rock trance. Spiritually already overloaded by the cumulated experiences of Slift, Lili Refrain and Zaäar my mind could still enjoy their heavy grooves and atmospheres, but wasn't able to dive too deep under its surface at this point.
I admittedly can't remember with certainty if I stayed until the end or if I was content to use a couple of song to ease myself into parting from the premises, but I do know that the trio made me I leave happy after this first Roadburn Thursday after three long years.




CLASHBURN:

There are a bazillion ways to create your own Roadburn running order and there are always painful clashes and surprising decisions against artists you had sworn not to miss. Yet still - and that's the luxurious beauty of it - you can hardly do anything wrong and will always have an extraordinary time no other event can quite evoke.
Despite a short shaky phase after the opener the highlights of this day complimented each other in a magical dramaturgy for me. And even though I've been to several shows since last September, including Prophecy Fest and a four day music trip to Denmark - finally being here again and taking in the uniqueness of Roadburn, unrestricted by any pandemic restrictions, made the return of live music, the bliss and magic of musical discovery a whole lot more real again.

I don't have hard regrets for Thursday, but I still I can shed a couple of tiny tears for the shows I couldn't attend:
The björkish voice and experimentalism of Fågelle would probably have been a closer, more intimate experience than Messa, as fantastic as they were. Messa's tour companions Wyatt E. sadly just overlapped so badly with Zaäar that it didn't even make sense to watch even a part of their show.
And finally my original plan had been to end the day at the Next Stage with the booming sub-bass of The Bug ft. Flowdan & Logan, but I just didn't feel like squishing myself into the packed room anymore. And the choice between Kevin Martin's project an Russian Circles had always been a very close one anyway.





reviews of the other festival days:

- Burn your burdens in the Temple of Rebranded Ignition! -


- One day you will find me here
Hiding behind the sun with a thousand loaded guns -

- The call of a thousandfold sounds:
Once upon a time in the Church of Cartography -


- Sinner get jazzy! Jammer get heavy! -