One of the graces of the current pop order is that there is no single lane through which to ascend to the top, or let’s look at Harry Stylesthe ‘millennial’ who survived the ‘boy band’: sequined glam outfits, classic ‘funky’ pop with rock outbursts and a band of musicians (highly visible, not like others) arranged on podiums worthy of a 70s television set. In front, the singer and ‘entertainer’ of frank smile, romantic and a bit of a satyr, taking down the Olympic Stadium (56,500 attendeesaccording to Live Nation) with a songbook that flies over the generational niche.
Despite his decade long in ‘show business’, Styles wears the newcomer freshness, and in that ‘Daydreaming’ with which he opened the night, lightly “dad” coral, he seemed to tell us that he feels daydreaming in the face of so much expectation. Good vibes on Montjuïc (they even played ‘All you need is love’ on the pre-‘show’ ambient menu, and ‘Saoko’!). Start full of drive, “one, two, three, four…”, and an overwhelming ‘Golden’. “Good night, Catalonia!”.
post-omantic love
When it comes to how to deal with a broken heart, ‘Styles’ office’ offers a wide repertoire of answers, and sociologists rummage there in search of the new post-romantic canon. There was that decisive number, ‘Adore you’, where the phrase “I would walk through fire for you & rdquor; It turns out to be compatible with “you don’t have to say you love me”. Unbalanced relationship? Free, he comes to tell us. And without stopping dancing. “Here I am to give you ‘entertainment’, I promise you & rdquor;.
A clean slate with One Direction’s past is a philosophical matter, but there’s no need to be radical: howl in the stands at the rescue of ‘Stockholm syndrome’. Overproduction rock spells for the ‘crescendo’ of the heartfelt ‘She’ and tremulous sequences like ‘Matilda’, transmitter of that warmth of home that surrounds the album ‘Harry’s house’.
The fan Paula
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Ingeniously managing sources that range from soft-rock ballads to the touch of pop with synthesizers, the echo of soul and the most spectacular rock, Harry Styles has given birth to memorable tunes and climates with residue, outlining a way of doing his own. Beyond sympathy, the ‘sex appeal’ and the fiery dialogue with the ‘fandom’ (like the Paula from Bilbaowhose selectivity grade was publicly read, a 6.3), here is material with substance: the invasive ‘Cinema’ and ‘Music for a sushi restaurant’, and the chorus to the glory of the female genitalia of ‘Watermelon sugar’.
Harry Styles looked as well as a songwriter with broad visions and perfect hunk, defending good manners in ‘Treat people with kindness’. Without too much sugar, or posturing, completing a dynamic and fun ‘show’ that in the encore gave us that already global ‘As it was’inviting us to think that his it has rope for a while.