An evening with Pain of Salvation featuring Anneke Van Giersbergen and Árstíðir

Trabendo, late April.

Big evening for more than 3 hours of acoustic electric show featuring many great voice.
In a recontructed real life living room, Daniel Gildenlowe offers us a small introduction about life and death and memory but in a subtile way. and then unto the show.
first icelandic Árstíðir.
Very much Sigur ros like with great harmony and voices, would work very much as music for a movie.
And starting with a Pos cover , they go through songs with Anneke who is up next.
Complete acoutic with some help along the way for the girl with the cough and the most beautiful smile ever to grace or cold country.
Quick and indeed lacking some electric power behind it but well.... She could sing Francis Cabrel with that smile, I would find it beautiful (thanks for the introduction Ian)

And after that, Pain of salvation , covering, reworking, slowing (Used ! how slower can it get ?) their body of work, providing indeed despite the change of style, the lyrics and the melodies work a lot live in many ways and form.

Hard to describe this concert, it was really a wonderful experience. thanks a lot and see you soon.

Set list if not mistaken :

 Árstíðir

•  Road Salt

(Pain of Salvation cover) (with Daniel Gildenlöw)

•  Á Meðan Jörðin Sefur

•  Heiðin

•  Ljóð í Sand

•  Everwake

(Anathema cover) (with Anneke van Giersbergen) (Gustaf Hielm of Pain of Salvation on bass)

•  (Unknown)

(A Capella hymn by full group)

•  Nú Gleymist Ég

•  Shades

•  Tárin

ANNEKE VAN GIERSBERGEN

    

1.         My Electricity

(The Gathering song)

2.         4 Years

(Agua de Annique song)

3.         Time After Time

(Cyndi Lauper cover)

4.         Beautiful One

(Agua de Annique song)

5.         Locked Away

(The Gathering song)

6.         Circles

7.         All I Want Is You

(U2 cover)

PAIN OF SALVATION

1.         Falling Home

2.         Diffidentia (Breaching the Core)

3.         Linoleum

4.         Mrs. Modern Mother Mary

5.         Ashes

6.         Help Me Make It Through The Night

(Kris Kristofferson cover) (with Anneke van Giersbergen)

7.         To the Shoreline

8.         Holy Diver

(Dio cover) (Swing/Reggae/Jazz version)

9.         Stress

(Swing version)

10.       Disco Queen

11.       Second Love

12.       Spitfall

13.       Iter Impius

14.       The Perfect Element

  Encore:

15.       Dust in the Wind

(Kansas cover) (Accompanied by members of Árstíðir)

16.       Chain Sling

(Accompanied by members of Árstíðir)

17.       1979

(Accompanied by members of Árstíðir and Anneke van Giersbergen)

Spirituals Beggars Live report

Scene Bastille for a brand new addition to the ever growing list of label on music.
Stoner Rock.
Dunno exactly why it is called like that but you have to imagine blues rock crossed with hard rock.
Straight forward blusy stuff with and edge.

Introducing first Zodiac to put in the mood, we moved then quicly unto the spiritual beggars.
Their new album got a live second CD that pretty much make the full set list of the concert in it self.
Great energy and music, lyrics not very striking and the set preety much killed in anhour or so but in the end a great moment despite that and a nice dicovery.

Set list :

Inner Strength

Wise As A Serpent

Left Brain Ambassadors

Young Man, Old Soul

Turn The Tide

Wonderful World

Fools Gold

Dreamer

(extended intro)

One Man Army

One Man's Curse

Kingmaker

Throwing Your Life Away

Mantra

Encore:

Blind Mountain

(incl. jam and band introduction)

Euphoria

http://www.spiritualbeggars.com/


bonus singer from zodiac picture !

Run a mile (in the city of Lights that I love)

Put on my running shoes this morning again to try to reactivate the energy pump. The air is cold but a sun is shining down the street.
Running up the street up to the Sacré Coeur, bathing in the warm rays of a cold april morning.
Air is burning down in my lungs as I expelled heavy condensated clouds. Going up going up.
The streets of Paris are still half asleep and yet as usual a bit dirty.
Closer to the top of the hill, the sidewalks are still messay and filled with diverses pieces of garbage and dog shits.
As I run among the avenues, climbing up and down stairs, I see messages sprayed across the old walls of my city. Hard to decipher the elegant signature on a corner of an house or sometimes only sad to see some love thoughts filed with faults in violet rushed letters next to some street-art of old egyptian gods holding a kalashnikov.
Best of both world, dirt and beauty, cold and warm bathing light.
Still on the staircase running among tourists from all over the world taking pictures and looking up.

A couple in white wedding dress and black tuxedo are on the top under one of the lamplight.
He, a bit like Chow Yun Fat-emphasis on the FAT part., complete with sunglasses.
Her fragile and full of this grace that are always attached with asiatic women in a simple gown.
There is of course the photographer and the assistant taking a scarf from the girl, waiting for the good light to get the best pictures of Love.

She is cold and shivering in the arms of her loved one. I catch my breath and smile at them.
They are here for the image, for the legend, for the pictures, for a dream that I know does not shine as much as they think it does.
And yet they are also part of the magic that makes that city works, despite of all the rights, and thanks to all the wrongs. It is the reflection of the love burning in the eyes of others that remind you also of why you love her too.
My city.
Running throughout her arteries, in the sunlight.