WAVES VIENNA is over, the dust has settled, the hangovers have waned and a bit of normality has returned to Vienna, at least for a few days. Here is how we experienced the festival, which was as enjoyable as ever in its 3rd edition.
We learned a lot from last year’s festival, and we were not going to make the same mistakes as last time, so we steered clear of the Badeschiff (sorry Badeschiff, if anyone had a great time there this year, then please let us know).
The first drops of the amber nectar were relished while watching the extremely pleasant Amatorski. We mentioned in our preview that they should really have played at the Odeon, and we stick by that. While they do make engaging ambient music it wasn’t really the most motivating listen to kick off the festival. Despite this they are definitely a band to watch in all their glory on their own some time. Inne Eysermans fragile voice sounded like it was going to break at anytime, thankfully it didn’t as the crowd was treated to the first of many shoe gazing opportunities at Waves.
There wasn’t far to go for the next band as we decided to give Fijuka a go in the Flex Cafe. The arrangement in the cafe was suicidal for a gig. People generally don’t mind standing, but put something in a room which offers the potential to park your bum and suddenly everyone’s legs all turn to jelly. There were simply far too many benches to sit and chat and chill, which were too far away from the artists. The consequence was a huge gulf between the artists and the crowd.
This was the case for Fijuka. The fantastically extravagant twosome took to the stage rather sheepishly, something which did not suit their “in your face” fashion selections. Real hair or not was the main talking point for the first couple of songs, and the verdict is still out on that topic. Somehow the great tunes off their new self-titled album were swallowed up by the strange set-up in the Flex Cafe for this gig. A band that looks and sounds as good as Fijuka deserves to be on a more flamboyant stage in our humble opinion. Oh, and we forgot to mention that Judith is one of the coolest looking bass players out there at the moment. More photos HERE
We were then torn between the aesthetically and acoustically beautiful Au Revoir Simone or the Girls in Hawaii next, a band name that is so misleading it should come with a health warning. We opted to go for the Belgian bloke-a-thon in the end, and it turned out to be a damn good decision. It was loud, it was smokey, and we finally got our fill of some decent guitar-driven music on the first day. More photos HERE
There was then another difficult decision, head to Fluc for what was apparently a fantastic performance from Farewell Dear Ghostand then Velojet, or stay in Flex and watch the Brazilians CSS. CSS won this one, and it was interesting to watch the clientele change as a more “mature” audience headed through the doors to get their shake shake shake on.
Lovefoxx, otherwise known as Luísa Hanae Matsushita came out looking like that freaky girl from the Ring, and it should be noted that her singing voice was enough to frighten you to death as well at times. This isn’t something we didn’t know before however, and after a rather slow start they pulled out all the big hits like “Music is my boyfriend”, “Hits me like a rock”, “Alala” and “Let’s make love and listen to Death from Above” (something I have still yet to try). Overall a good decision to stay. More photos HERE.
Japantherended a widely successful first night which we soon after realized was spent completely in Flex, and they did so with a real bang. The duo were given a rousing welcome by the Vienna “Rad Rowdies” who then proceeded to mosh it up to every quick-fire, telephone receiver muffled song Ian Vanekand Matt Reillyhad to offer. The band have an insane stage presence for just two people, and they created an immense amount of energy, something the fans returned in bucket fulls of sweaty dancing. Fun, wholesome entertainment for all the family……. More photos HERE