Pitchfork Paris: Autumn heat

This new edition of Pitchfork Paris, which took place from November 6 to 12, brought together the best of the current indie scene.

The Pitchfork Music Festival in Paris was: seven days, twelve locations, seventy artists and almost nine thousand festival-goers, including WECB France. Like every year, we visited the few Parisian venues participating in the event, particularly in the bustling Bastille district. We went there to fill up on discoveries – that’s the watchword of this festival, after all – and it must be said that we will have left our bags at the Café de la Danse, to enjoy a diverse and… electrifying program .

We think of the troublemaker The Dare, who came to present his explosive first EP The Sex, equipped with his tie and his machines; but also the folkier Jonah Yano, who (perhaps) released the most beautiful album of the year (Portrait of a Dog), mixing the sounds of an acoustic guitar with those of jazz; later, it’s the turn of Tkay Maidza, pumped up and a master in terms of versatility (R&B, hip hop and pop in fusion). Small mention to the most New York British group, Bar Italia, a semi-full homage to Pulp but with an added touch of nonchalance and a few catchy choruses – but overall, we remain on the sidelines of a performance that is sometimes too “distant” .

Pitchfork is also the headliners and we have chosen a very exciting set offered at Trabendo, driven by the autotuned bossa of Pablo Pablo, the flawless and yet melancholy energy of Helado Negro, a crooner at heart, then Crumb, performing the festival’s psychedelic trance, “from Brooklyn with love”. We hum again, lost in the limbo of the hypnotizing Lila Ramani. Pitchfork, fall trip guaranteed.

Find this live report on Pitchfork Paris in WECB l’Hebdo n°139, available via our online store.