After a sweltering, sunny day at Chicago’s Lollapalooza, more than 100,000 beating hearts eagerly await the culmination of the night: a headlining set by the author of many of our teenage anthems. Lorde’s stage is ready to go, coupled with the Chicago skyline and a setting sun. The Windy City blows a cool breeze through the packed crowd, an apology to soothe the unrelenting heat of the day. As the clock strikes one minute closer to 8:30 PM, the scheduled start of her set, the

Two months have passed since Tamino’s last concert in Paris, but it has proven to be one of those shows that are hard to shake off. To set the scene and freshen the memories, Paris was at the time (barely) recovering from a historic heatwave. The remnants of the hellish past couple of weeks had left everyone weakened and eager for a breath of fresh air. It therefore felt like a reward to step into the grand and cool Philarmonie’s hall, where the audience was lucky to be greet

The pathway to the Cabaret Sauvage is poorly lit. On the edge of the docks lies a sentiment of confidentiality; only a select few will be lucky enough to go in and leave with a new shared, almost secret, experience. It’s how I imagine walking into Cabaret’s Kit Kat Club in the 1930s would feel. You’re walking into the dark, knowing that something transformative is about to occur. You want to talk about it to anyone who crosses your path, but also wish to keep it just for your

Two years and some months ago, The Last Dinner Party made their French debut on the stage of the Paris Zenith, accompanying Hozier. A show the lead singer Abigail Morris seems to look back fondly at, measuring the distance between that night in November 2023, and the night they are about to spend in the company of the 6000 fans who’ve come to see them. If that opening slot had allowed much of the unintiated audience to discover the theatricality of The Last Dinner Party, it q

The night of Saturday, June 6th, isn't like any other night. Somewhere deep in the Parisian woods, hundreds, if not thousands, of fans are impatiently waiting for what will be Hayley Williams' first festival date outside of the US. There, under We Love Green's tent, it's hard to breathe. But whether it is due to the lack of elbow room, everyone wanting to be as close to the stage as possible, or the anticipation of what's about to happen is hard to say. It would feel pointles