Santiago, te amo. x
As you might have gathered if you follow me On The Twitter, I’ve been in Spain the last couple of weeks. Yes, again. Well I am learning Spanish you know.
First up: Madrid, which I’ve met before but only very briefly, with no real time for sightseeing. This time, that changed.
I went to El Rastro (aka. Epic Market) too, but didn’t take my big camera… mostly because a. I was looking to spend money (I did) and b. if I had taken it, I suspect I might not have come back with it.
Madrid is a very different city to Barcelona, Madrid feeling more frantic and generally city-esque while Barcelona feels a tiny bit more chilled. They’re both still absolute party cities, though.
A couple of weeks back I went to Barcelona for Primavera. Before this trip I’d only ever been to the city for a grand total of one hour, back in 1999, on a day trip from Salou. I can’t even remember what I saw, save for a shopping centre. I know a shopping centre was involved. That’s how long I was there for.
Wonderful band, absolutely ridiculous, huge fun to see live. And photograph, of course. Would recommend them to anyone – whether you’re a fan or not, the live show is worth it.
I took all of these from the audience, and hadn’t actually planned on going to the festival at all, until my friend Rob basically peer-pressured me into paying £50 for a ticket. He said I’d have regretted it if I didn’t see them live. He was totally right, of course.
This was the gig rescheduled from March due to a power cut hitting all of Brixton. A lot of fun, even if the ‘blackout’ halfway through the first song was somewhat predictable.