The festival begins its history with a group of artists who have turned the Trips venue into a tireless dance floor
In their own social networks, the organization of the Hermosa Fest Pride Beach Weekend defined this recently opened festival as the extension of the summer until mid-October. And also as an enthusiastic collective love song to respect, tolerance, diversity, freedom and fun. The order matters little or nothing when it comes to glorifying values so necessary to a society that for some time seems to have been installed in the routine of constant convulsions, the debate of empty cries, the accumulated anger, the community of bewilderment and disbelief in the face of eternal chaos. And the truth is, if the first day in the history of this cultural initiative at the Trips Summer Club venue were to turn theory into dazzling practice, the triumph can only be labeled as remarkable. Good atmosphere, audience committed to the cause(s), sound to match, absolute complicity between those who reigned on stage and those who cheered on the floor and the happy feeling of opening a festival that cannot be imagined without it. It’s what autumn has bathed in that magical evening of the summer epilogue, falling in love at first sight. And at the first spark.
After a warm-up with Cascales DJ’s wonderful session, a welcome that worked especially well as a presentation of the dance philosophy and constant fun that would mark Thursday, the young Albert Infante combined his sense of humor with more freshness and confidence than talent the authentic passion he feels for some of the great folklore singers in the history of our music, starting his performance with an impossible revision of Isabel Pantoja’s ‘Se me amor el alma’. He was a somewhat old wire show that only worked when he embraced the joke. In short, Infante’s was (much) better monologue than ‘concert’.
While it wasn’t complicated, Malafé’s performance was much more interesting, and it was then that pop and live music finally made their appearance at the Hermosa Fest. With an addictive repertoire from the very first hit, Alicante-born Javi Bosque’s artistic project donated quite a few funk-beat choruses, headlined ‘Qué mal se me da fingir’, which will no doubt continue to resonate for days to come. . A warm and enjoyable musical red carpet for the arrival of Supremme De Luxe, one of the most important icons of the LGTBI collective on a national level and a diva capable of arousing the general energy with her sole and imposing presence. A burst of radiant electricity that was sustained, and in what way, with the subsequent appearances of La Prohibida and Víctor Algora and especially Samantha Hudson, who took the venue completely into her particular kingdom of punk lag with a show as demanding as radical, as outrageous as it is hypnotic, as wild as it is fun, as unique as it is unbridled. Another great moment to add to this powerful first step of the Hermosa Fest.
Source: La Verdad
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