Dyasanti Vidya S. 290895. SBM ITB 2014. A business undergraduate with a keen interest on marketing and a cluster of unspoken thoughts under her bed sheets.
Don’t come closer
Domino, domino, domino
One step closer and everything
Collapses, oh, like domino
I watched him. Him whose music I worship at the altar of. Sondre Lerche. Live.
For those who aren’t quite sure who he is, head over here to drown yourself in the beauty that is this Norwegian, guitar-playing, singing creature. I owe the 5th KampoengJazz organizing committee my life for allowing me to see this wonderful man up close. The fact that they were able to persuade him to fly halfway across the world from Brooklyn to Jakarta merely to entertain a bunch of desperate music enthusiasts deserves a gigantic two-thumbs up. The ticket wasn’t even that expensive! Especially for a festival featuring a number of A+ local artists plus Tetsuo Sakurai (Japanese bassist) and Sondre Lerche. In short, the event was a great one.
The whole thing got delayed by around an hour due to heavy rain. Andien opened the show by singing 5 of her songs …of which I am unable to recall the names of. My parents have always been a huge fan of Andien, and for her to be singing 10 meters away from me was sort of like an unspoken request brought to life. She is indeed a performer.
Sondre was captivating. The sky lantern/Icelandic landscape/dream weddings kind of captivating. He brought his lyrics to life and the way he performed just pulled you in. I’ve always admired his wordplay and all the implied messages that come with it. Sue me; I’m a sucker for acoustic songs with spellbinding lyrics. Sondre’s way of handling the stage by simply standing on one single spot was relaxing to watch—rather than trying to cover the entire stage area, he was all about hair flips, mini body sways, flawless guitar skills, and a lot more hair flips. He sang a truckload of songs, here’s a few that I recognized (in no particular order):
The only instrument he brought with him was a guitar. No back-up band, no nothing. If the performance was an architectural piece of work I would definitely describe it as minimalist (by nature).
It was a wonderful experience. So wonderful that my heart shriveled up a little, curled up into a ball, rolled away from my insides and only settled back to its place once Sondre walked off the stage. My camera worked its magic in all the right places too, so, bonus point! It’s a shame that Sondre doesn’t really get as much exposure as other performing artists. He deserves to be even more widely known. In all sincerity I do hope to be able to see him perform live once, if not twice again. Thank you Sondre, for being an inspiration and coming here.
I’ve never been to any single music festival before, let alone the overly expensive tour concerts, therefore I apologize if this wasn’t exactly the most exciting fanaccount. But what the heck. Go on youtube. Immerse yourself in his songs. Fall in love.
(All pictures above are mine. No touch-ups because apparently God didn’t bless me with sufficient Photoshop skills)
Gearing up for an all-nighter. Here’s le to-do list:
I’ve got 6 hours to get all this shit done. Send your prayers.
if there is one thing i never want to do ever again after i graduate, it would be research
If there is one thing I would love to keep doing after I graduate, it would be research
Bandung, Indonesia
I am literally pissing myself right now because I’m going to see him perform tomorrow, bitches
