Concert: Ólöf Arnalds (Cleo T.)
Location: Studio des Champs-Elysées
Date: 28.02.2011
Attendance: Sold out (230)
Concerts of Olöf good 80 minutes, about 25 minutes Cleo T.
a play I go very rarely. How could they, I'm constantly at concerts! The last time I was late 2010 in The Magic Flute and I'm terribly bored. Was a gift of joy, because I could not cancel me and rush off to a concert, although taking place on that day so many great gigs.
So today the theater again, but also a real concert. So I like it earlier in the stuff, because it is a great thing when you can link a beautiful ambience with a musical performance (if there just are not opera). The last musician I've seen in a theater was Sophie Ellis Bextor and her appearance at the Theatre de L'Atelier undoubtedly furious.
Would it be today again so high class and emotionally? I was curious and went against 20 clock 15 to walk on the road, not the Studio des Champs Elysées was too far away from me. But I had underestimated the distance and the fact that it starts on time here. Only two other Späteintrödler stood with me at the reception and gave her name, so that they could find on the guest list. I was there too it, but the two girls could not find my name. "A Oliver we have not," she said shrugging her shoulders, gave me but still legally fair (we are now ensconced in France and not in Germany) the free card. Afterwards it turned out that I had been registered under the name Olivier Frenchified and that had overwhelmed the two girls home. Anyway, was not the first time that such a thing happened. "American biin but no Fransose! Oliwör, Olivier, tu comprends nothin '?"
The usher leads us through a few corridors and stairways and means us to be very quiet and then to take on the folding chairs. We carefully opened the heavy door and planted ourselves on the "Strapotins" as they say in France. I stood awkwardly at usual and did not make it, this cursed Crappy thing to get unfolded. Only after a few tries I found out how to erect the part.
I stared at the small stage and saw a young woman in white (bride?)-Dress and a male guitarist who accompanied her. On her accent when singing the English lyrics, I realized that she had to be French. I looked closer and realized that I know of. Where did that? After a short deliberation, I found it the scales of the hair. Sure, she was then part of the mixed duo 21 Love Motel, where her then boyfriend and Frédéric D. Oberland was involved. Frédéric and I know some very good for he has recorded with the project Farewell Poetry (with his new girlfriend Jayne) and also under his own name (together with Dave Olliffe) already two wonderful Oliver Peel Sessions.
I'm glad the brunette ex went on to the music of Frédéric. Cleo T. she calls herself now their music is mysterious and fairy, enchanted, melancholy and dreamlike. First, I am disturbed at her accent, but when she sang the last song of the very short set (25 minutes, from which I had missed 15) on the autoharp, but I succumbed to her charm. She sang almost exactly like Marissa Nadler, sensuous, sentimental and breathed that had something! Later I learned yet that it was in February to German stage on the road (even in the track 22 in Münster and Chocolates in Berlin) and now I'm waiting for the opportunity they Irgenwann me again to see in Paris.
The subsequent conversion took place in the dark, you probably wanted by the dressing of the light does not encourage the audience to leave the room, thereby losing time.
It was therefore continue almost seamlessly. Now, the spots were on the Icelander Olöf Arnalds, who entered the stage with a large bouquet of red roses. The flowers fit color exactly to her dress, which surely was no accident. So a perfectly streamlined appearance, visually and musically? Far from it! Soon, Olöf tastings of their award unusually drier humor, spoke English with a strong rolled "r" (almost as do the Scots), made faces and brought the audience again and again with corny jokes laugh. From the first song she lost a little of what she took but totally relaxed and said that she had just had a desire to bring this song. In the breaks between songs, she also told a result has sometimes humorous anecdotes, 
advised us when we are older than 20 years old, never to drive with my parents during the holidays ("do not do this, this is not a good idea"), told about the grim Grinder Man fans (Olöf had Nick Cave and his band in Australia supported in), which loudly complained , Olöf'm already 10 hours (which of course was a gross exaggeration) and now it should get lost and her sisters and her strict mother. They also regularly asked how much it was Clock, they have no sense of time and no wrist watch and anyway it was a spontaneous and chaotic right Mnesch. A set list they had, therefore, no (which can be naturally also have been bluffing, 
to the spontaneity underline) and therefore performed on two different acoustic guitars and a Charango * what you just invaded. And that was such a piece of Serge Gainsbourg (which I? I do not recognize embarrassing. But I'm not a Frenchman, even if they call me here Olivier), a cover of Gene Clark ( With Tomorrow ) a differently by Bruce Springsteen ( I'm On Fire , very well done), a traditional Irish folk song, a poem (Poem), an instrumental piece that did not last longer than thirty seconds, except only in Icelandic sung pieces from their Both albums came. Icelandic, yes! 
How does that sound? In my ears like Japanese, but language scholars will dismiss this as nonsense, of course. In any case, the whole thing was an exotic sound. And then her voice. Very high and often a little reminiscent of Kate Bush, but very very own. As already Olöf Arnalds is an artist that can not be categorized so easily. Comparisons to Björk fit in this case, not really, although the famous Björk on the single Surrender a little in the background singing along. Olöf celebrated their own folk and the very fact that we understand their Lycris not a bit (they would now be able to sing well, "French are all arrogant frog-eaters, "people would have applauded still good) has its peculiar charm. One is forced to focus more on the tone to discern emotions and special accents and interpret, so the mystery Olöf Arnalds a little break .
The woman is fascinating, musically and personally respect. Charismatic, witty, but also a touch aloof, warm-hearted but radiating (perhaps because of their blond hair) at the same time elegant coolness. This put But in the end it completely off and threw the red roses into the audience individually. flowers for While the fans and the musicians where there is such a thing?
When I later saw in the foyer and abknipste, she seemed almost like a modern Marilyn Monroe Rekjavik. Well, at least their songs are better. I think at least. Boo boo bee doo.
Gossip : spotted: Jean-Benoît Dunckel (Air), Mathieu Malzieu (Dionysus), Kim (French singer with 19 () Albums on the credit side!) . The drank in celebration of the day, a night cap with the Icelander in the cabin.
Photos of Olöf Arnalds of Konzertfotografenzar Robert Gil, click!
most beautiful song of the evening in the video: I Surrender:
Location: Studio des Champs-Elysées
Date: 28.02.2011
Attendance: Sold out (230)
Concerts of Olöf good 80 minutes, about 25 minutes Cleo T.
a play I go very rarely. How could they, I'm constantly at concerts! The last time I was late 2010 in The Magic Flute and I'm terribly bored. Was a gift of joy, because I could not cancel me and rush off to a concert, although taking place on that day so many great gigs. So today the theater again, but also a real concert. So I like it earlier in the stuff, because it is a great thing when you can link a beautiful ambience with a musical performance (if there just are not opera). The last musician I've seen in a theater was Sophie Ellis Bextor and her appearance at the Theatre de L'Atelier undoubtedly furious.
Would it be today again so high class and emotionally? I was curious and went against 20 clock 15 to walk on the road, not the Studio des Champs Elysées was too far away from me. But I had underestimated the distance and the fact that it starts on time here. Only two other Späteintrödler stood with me at the reception and gave her name, so that they could find on the guest list. I was there too it, but the two girls could not find my name. "A Oliver we have not," she said shrugging her shoulders, gave me but still legally fair (we are now ensconced in France and not in Germany) the free card. Afterwards it turned out that I had been registered under the name Olivier Frenchified and that had overwhelmed the two girls home. Anyway, was not the first time that such a thing happened. "American biin but no Fransose! Oliwör, Olivier, tu comprends nothin '?" 
The usher leads us through a few corridors and stairways and means us to be very quiet and then to take on the folding chairs. We carefully opened the heavy door and planted ourselves on the "Strapotins" as they say in France. I stood awkwardly at usual and did not make it, this cursed Crappy thing to get unfolded. Only after a few tries I found out how to erect the part. 
I stared at the small stage and saw a young woman in white (bride?)-Dress and a male guitarist who accompanied her. On her accent when singing the English lyrics, I realized that she had to be French. I looked closer and realized that I know of. Where did that? After a short deliberation, I found it the scales of the hair. Sure, she was then part of the mixed duo 21 Love Motel, where her then boyfriend and Frédéric D. Oberland was involved. Frédéric and I know some very good for he has recorded with the project Farewell Poetry (with his new girlfriend Jayne) and also under his own name (together with Dave Olliffe) already two wonderful Oliver Peel Sessions. 
I'm glad the brunette ex went on to the music of Frédéric. Cleo T. she calls herself now their music is mysterious and fairy, enchanted, melancholy and dreamlike. First, I am disturbed at her accent, but when she sang the last song of the very short set (25 minutes, from which I had missed 15) on the autoharp, but I succumbed to her charm. She sang almost exactly like Marissa Nadler, sensuous, sentimental and breathed that had something! Later I learned yet that it was in February to German stage on the road (even in the track 22 in Münster and Chocolates in Berlin) and now I'm waiting for the opportunity they Irgenwann me again to see in Paris. The subsequent conversion took place in the dark, you probably wanted by the dressing of the light does not encourage the audience to leave the room, thereby losing time.
It was therefore continue almost seamlessly. Now, the spots were on the Icelander Olöf Arnalds, who entered the stage with a large bouquet of red roses. The flowers fit color exactly to her dress, which surely was no accident. So a perfectly streamlined appearance, visually and musically? Far from it! Soon, Olöf tastings of their award unusually drier humor, spoke English with a strong rolled "r" (almost as do the Scots), made faces and brought the audience again and again with corny jokes laugh. From the first song she lost a little of what she took but totally relaxed and said that she had just had a desire to bring this song. In the breaks between songs, she also told a result has sometimes humorous anecdotes, 
advised us when we are older than 20 years old, never to drive with my parents during the holidays ("do not do this, this is not a good idea"), told about the grim Grinder Man fans (Olöf had Nick Cave and his band in Australia supported in), which loudly complained , Olöf'm already 10 hours (which of course was a gross exaggeration) and now it should get lost and her sisters and her strict mother. They also regularly asked how much it was Clock, they have no sense of time and no wrist watch and anyway it was a spontaneous and chaotic right Mnesch. A set list they had, therefore, no (which can be naturally also have been bluffing, 
to the spontaneity underline) and therefore performed on two different acoustic guitars and a Charango * what you just invaded. And that was such a piece of Serge Gainsbourg (which I? I do not recognize embarrassing. But I'm not a Frenchman, even if they call me here Olivier), a cover of Gene Clark ( With Tomorrow ) a differently by Bruce Springsteen ( I'm On Fire , very well done), a traditional Irish folk song, a poem (Poem), an instrumental piece that did not last longer than thirty seconds, except only in Icelandic sung pieces from their Both albums came. Icelandic, yes! 
How does that sound? In my ears like Japanese, but language scholars will dismiss this as nonsense, of course. In any case, the whole thing was an exotic sound. And then her voice. Very high and often a little reminiscent of Kate Bush, but very very own. As already Olöf Arnalds is an artist that can not be categorized so easily. Comparisons to Björk fit in this case, not really, although the famous Björk on the single Surrender a little in the background singing along. Olöf celebrated their own folk and the very fact that we understand their Lycris not a bit (they would now be able to sing well, "French are all arrogant frog-eaters, "people would have applauded still good) has its peculiar charm. One is forced to focus more on the tone to discern emotions and special accents and interpret, so the mystery Olöf Arnalds a little break . 
The woman is fascinating, musically and personally respect. Charismatic, witty, but also a touch aloof, warm-hearted but radiating (perhaps because of their blond hair) at the same time elegant coolness. This put But in the end it completely off and threw the red roses into the audience individually. flowers for While the fans and the musicians where there is such a thing? When I later saw in the foyer and abknipste, she seemed almost like a modern Marilyn Monroe Rekjavik. Well, at least their songs are better. I think at least. Boo boo bee doo.
Gossip : spotted: Jean-Benoît Dunckel (Air), Mathieu Malzieu (Dionysus), Kim (French singer with 19 () Albums on the credit side!) . The drank in celebration of the day, a night cap with the Icelander in the cabin. Photos of Olöf Arnalds of Konzertfotografenzar Robert Gil, click!
most beautiful song of the evening in the video: I Surrender:
Ólöf Arnalds - Surrender from Arni & Kinski on Vimeo .
* a curious instrument. Optically between great ukulele and sounds to settle, phonetically close to a harp. And the back to make leather from animal Armadillos .
from the United States stood as the last band on the bill. Many viewers had already made their way home and so certainly the most commercially successful band played the night before the fewest people. 
But then the tide turned. The attitude of the singer (a cross between Bruce Springsteen and Robbie Wilimas) I was increasingly on the nerves. 
thumb meaning probably down. Where they are definitely not as smooth and as banal as the Killers and the singer's voice has a really interesting (at least live, on MySpace it sounds much less rough). A band that can be given, but need not. 
Let England Shake 
A wise woman. 
- The audience claps for fifteen minutes around like disturbed, but gained no further addition offered. In the cheers to boos mix, but that's just fun. So the French are just given.