Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts

Friday, July 21, 2006

Roskilde Festival















The festival had its own radio station and our job post was quite in the vicinity. They played the music of the bands invited to the festival and, of course, the classics of each genre.
















Rock Romance - a bit tired though
















There was no need for pushing people to consume beer, in each and every possible form: it came naturally!


















Tuborg was festival's sponsor - quite obvious, wouldn't you say?









How many people can one festival fit? Quite a lot: 115 000 this year at Roskilde.


The Roger Waters concert was really the best one out of the 22 (!) I managed to see. The cherry on top of the cake!



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And the stage on fire for the Guns'n Roses concert, somewhat of a disappointment, but not too bad after all.

The campsite looks like a disaster area: little could we, volunteers, do in terms of restoring a sense of order: we just help prepare the way for the bulldozers who picked up all the remains and trashed them away

Monday, November 07, 2005

Walt Whitman and Bob Dylan

It hasn't occured to me before that there should be a common tradition that links Walt Whitmand and Bob Dylan, but I just recently re-read a collection of verses by the first author, only to be reminded of the revolutionary ethos of young Dylan.

Read this fragment from Walt Whitman:
"Beat! beat! drums! -- blow! bugles! blow!
Over the traffic of cities -- over the rumble of wheels in the streets;
Are beds prepared for sleepers at night in the houses? no sleepers must sleep in those beds,
No bargainers bargains by day -- no brokers or speculators -- would they continue?
Would the talkers be talking? would the singer attempt to sing?
Would the lawyer rise in the court to state his case before the judge?
Then rattle quicker, heavier drums -- you bugles wilder blow."

Doesn't it remind you of "The Times They Are A-Changin'"?

"Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'.
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'."