Yesterday Bergenfest began with an attempt at Chop Pils, and yesterday there was minimal hiccups on the image, and luckily no hiccups in sound. So I got to see both Beth Hart, Panda People and Fjeld & Kvitnes before the trip went to Ricks.
Ricks is the notorious as the worst stage during Bergenfest and container status with aplomb after yesterday's concert.
But more on that later, in the first place, it's about Fjeld & Kvitnes. Kvitnes is the previously mentioned one of my favorites. He is arguably Norway's very best singer / songwriter, or single songwriter as he called himself yesterday. Jonas Fjeld is also an honorable man unparalleled in the Norwegian music scene, and a man who played in a band with Rick Danko deserves all the respect it is possible to muster.
Having known each other for 25 years, they have finally come out on the road together, where they present the songs they have written together over the past year - and who came out on the record "The Old Way". The songs work in my opinion much better live than they did on the disc, which was slighly disappointing. The majority of what is presented on stage are songs that Kvitnes have written, and that he mostly sings on - but Fjeld choir and sings like a man, and also delivers sparkling guitar playing throughout. It seemed like he enjoyed himself as a guitar hero on the flank, and let Kvitnes take a lot of vocal responsibilities. They bring a very steady band, a stripped-down drum kit with Eivind Kløverød rear jacks, Ben Basgård on guitars and a lot of glittering steel guitar, and the always eminent Find Tore Tokle on bass. This means that the songs get a juicy drive and lots of it nonetheless has a strong missing on the record.
The two have killer tone on stage, and even the well-established jokes get new life when the two småmobber each other throughout the set. A little improvisation there is also space, as they are clearly trying to put each other out.
Messrs. supplies that said tracks from his' debut album, "but also goodies from their own careers. With an emphasis on Kvitnes. As hardly have written a bad song in the last 10 years. The two have the songs enough to fill 2-3 separate concerts, so it's probably a challenge to pick out something that fits into the concept.
Låtmessig and concert purposes an incredibly enjoyable experience, Fjeld & Kvitnes is eminent when it comes to leave with the audience, and it was both singing and clapping extensively throughout the concert. Generally speaking a totally sparkling mood.
But then there was Rick then. The sound of Rick's is never particularly good. Yesterday was no exception. The bass growl in the way and the sound beneath the overhang at the bar as usual hopeless.
And so it was obvious that the people who were there did not read yesterday's post about concert behavior. There were very many who responded to the chatter yesterday. There were probably 20 people in front of the bar who talked so much and loudly that at times it was impossible to hear what Fjeld & Kvitnes said between songs. The same gang then also turned UP the volume of their voices when gentlemen started playing. Something that was more than noticeable on the quieter songs.
Several front of me trying to throw dirty looks backward, and there were countless who commented on it during the concert. I also heard a furious woman man outside the venue after the concert, which was not particularly happy. She had known a person told the guards, as was his wont shit a long one at that, so long as skravlerne just bought beer.
And there we have the biggest problem with Rick. There is no concert, there is a tavern. The guards had taken four seconds to talk to those who keep going on. For they heard it as well as all of us. But Rick prioritized those who buy beer, not those on the scene and tries to do its job.
And that sums up well the experience when Kvitnes from the scene shadows for the light and squinting back in the saddle and says "This is certainly not listen live, there is a gab concert I notice there behind ..."
But all in all it was a killer nice concert from the two Lords. I just wish it held a place where the guards dared to prioritize artists over the full skravlere.
After Rick went to Inside to leave with the Scott H. Biram.
And this man is a true Texan. As the review says "He is fond of BBQ, Lone Star beer, whiskey, chickens, old country, blues and bluegrass music and heavy metal."
In 2003 he collided head-on with a big trailer, but he allowed himself to notice any appreciable at it. One month later he was on stage, wearing wheelchair and intravenous drip.
Scott H. Biram is a one-man band, where he, the voice, the guitar and the superbly mic'd his foot makes more sound than an average band does today.
And it was clear that he had come home to spare texas. There was plenty of rockabilly dudes and dudettes in place, and the atmosphere was in the ceiling from the first song.
It is almost impossible to describe the music of Biram. Especially live. It's blues, it's honky-tonk, it's punk, it's metal and it is most of all Scott H. Biram. That takes a lot of space on stage. He sings and he was hollering and he grunts and he manages as .. Well ... no one else.
Some were probably taken a bit by surprise by the special microphone, and I heard several who commented "it É so bad sound. Ka é agenda skurringæn??? "
But Biram went their own race, and the people looked mostly to be happy!
Nevertheless, the day was summarized as enough Fjeld & Kvitnes little more my thing - and ended up being the highlight.
Tonight is the dagspassdag, and then applies it to take in as much as possible ... to rejoice!