All of Sudden, Manu Chao!
At times, a city like Barcelona has some amazing surprises for a simple student.
An average Sunday afternoon, bumming at home. Nah, not even that average cause it rains outside, so a game of football in the park is not an option. I check an email from a friend, she writes: “How´s Barcelona, been chilling with Manu Chao already?” I text an Erasmus friend to see what her plans are for the night, and she happens to write back: “Manu Chao is playing in the city today, tickets are only 10 euros! Wanna come along and see if there are any left?” I agree to come along but with little hope.
When my Argentinian artist housemate comes home and hears about the gig, he gets near-hysterical. Where? What time? He happens to have worked with Manu Chao three years ago! So off he goes, straight away! To call me an hour later, saying that it´s cool, we´re all on the guest list!
Yesterday night we saw an amazing gig. Rumba with frighteningly fast guitar solos on the nylon string. The tightest reggae, some ska, hiphop, a lot of energy and above all the infectuous enthusiasm of Manu, so close to his audience. He´s got a very special appearance, very charismatic.
And my housemate, the painter… later told me he met up with the band earlier on and even had dinner with them. I guess that right remained exclusively reserved for the artist among artists.