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- Lampshade achieved a perfectly balanced mix of explosions and implosions, all tied together by mysterious, yet reassuring melodies.
By Mads Just-Olsen. Photo: Lars Dyrendom.
They had both an ”ace” and a ”full house”. Of course, Lampshade won. So congratulations.
The ace they had was the gracious leadsinger Rebekkamaria, whose voice turned out to be a well-placed fist right in the stomach of even the most refusing listener. Sensual and focused. The full house was courtesy the SPOT Festival crowd; Voxhall was close to full. And all well deserved. After numerous shows, and a series of more or less obscure releases (or album appearances), Lampshade has finally settled on a sound much their own, along with a comfortable stage line-up; seven persons and a well-choreographed appearance.
But it wasn’t their skill that knocked me out. Nor was it the fact that they managed to play an explosive folk-rock (at times with references to Sigúr Ros), without any nauseating after effects. What struck me hard was the overwhelming feeling of the show as a whole. Even though most of the songs didn’t appeal to me much, their unity managed to convince me to enjoy every bit of the concert. Lampshade achieved a perfectly balanced mix of explosions and implosions, all tied together by mysterious, yet reassuring melodies; very soothing indeed. They won me over. |
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