

WHITNEY NICOLAAS HERMINGSTEAD ØLOFAN RëENEN!


This is Cam, Anja and I.
Findo Gask are fantastic. 4 part vocal harmonies and maximum rock and roll. With melodies mostly built electronically the sparce use of the guitar and bass sounds like one of the most powerful instruments I've ever heard. The band members are constantly switching between this bass, the array of synths and the drums. Honestly it's one of the best performances I've seen at the festival.

As the bands change over on Introducing, we check out another stage I hadn't been to all festival. I don't remember the name, but it was sponsored by some cellphone company or bank or something. I don't recall the name of the band we tried to watch in there either , but they were horrible.
Fronted by some leather jacket wearing girl that couldn't possible have looked less interested in playing a rock concert, this band snores their way through some of the most derivative, uninspired music I've ever seen performed live. It makes me think how unfair things can be. How if The Tutus or Us Kids Know or Yesterday's pupil were on this stage how they'd be playing their hearts out. How they'd be surprising this audience with their unique sounds. How they'd be making people smile and move their bodies and feel like they're part of something special. And instead there's just this.
We head to the Redbull tent for Hockey. None of us were fans before their set and nothing much they do changes that. After the horror of the previous band they look like rock gods. They're moving! They look like they're having fun! They play their instruments just fine and the music's pleasant enough.
Again I think of home. How over the past few years I've seen such incredible music made by people that couldn't care less about what they're wearing on stage, never mind the possibility of even being mentioned in a magazine.
Massive screens confirm that the tiny specs in the distance are in fact Bloc Party. Like most bands that get to play this stage, they're standing almost motionless, playing their songs exactly the same as how they sound on the thousands of albums they've sold.
It's all over way too soon. We catch some of Doves outside at the NME stage.
I used to be pretty fond of the band's recordings, and the show's pretty good but I'd hardly say I'm feeling it compared to what I just shared with Passion Pit and the house party. Luckily it won't be too long till I catch another performance that makes my head want to explode in a shower of fiery blue sparks.
For me, 2010 has been rather slow so far as good new recordings by local artists go. But it's looking like that's just gonna be the case for the first half of the year. Or considering it is already into August, maybe I should say the first 7 twelfths. From projects that have just been unveiled, to full albums just waiting to break out into the real world, here's my shortlist of reasons to be excited about South African music for the rest of 2010