Yay! Skambankt in Prague – the first-ever Skambankt concert that I could reach without getting on a plane. Awesome! OK, it meant seven hours of traveling anyway … but it was much cheaper than flying, and it’s so much easier to pack if you don’t have to fill all your liquids in tiny bottles. =;-)
I arrived in Prague in awesome sunny spring weather. I didn’t really make that much use of it though – I’ve been to Prague quite a few times before, so I skipped all the touristy stuff and preferred hanging out with a friend instead. Later, during the concert, Skambankt mentioned that they had been doing a Segway tour during the day. Wait, why did nobody ever tell me that there were Segway tours in Prague? I LOVE those thingies, my friend has never ridden one, and it would have been the perfect way to enjoy the sun. Well, next time then. =;-)
We arrived at the club about half an hour after the doors opened, and half an hour before Skambankt were supposed to start. I had been to the Kaizers show there last year (which was absolutely packed!), and I had of course expected this concert to be different – less people, less interest in the bands, more focus on partying and drinking. I had not, however, expected to walk into a venue that was basically empty! =:-o I mean, there were maybe five people sitting in the front and five more hanging at the bar, and up on the gallery there were two more – which actually turned out to be fellow Germans. =;-) We started kidding that we were probably more Germans at the concert than Czechs. Which was probably true. *g*
Anyway. Skambankt did NOT start at 8 pm as scheduled. Of course not, because there was basically no audience there … When they started half an hour later, it was a bit better. Still far from full, but it looked “okay” both on the floor and up on the gallery. It filled up more and more throughout the concert, and by the end of Skambankt’s show, it was pretty crowded. Not closely as crowded as during the Kaizers concert (which was way too crowded in my opinion), but an okay turn-out. Almost everyone was obviously there to see Karpe Diem though, and they clearly regarded Skambankt as the support band. And as Ted pointed out towards the end of the concert: Skambankt were doing what they always do, and if a concert is better than the one yesterday (uhhh, may I point out that your last concert was a month ago? *g*), this is due to the audience being better than the audience yesterday. Shortly after, Skambankt announced their last song, and the audience started shouting for Karpe Diem. ‘Nuff said … *rolleyes*
Anyway, there were some people that were interested in the concert and went along, so the audience wasn’t totally dead. They were just waiting for the main act … Skambankt absolutely delivered (except that they didn’t have Slukk meg on the setlist, booooh!), and the concert turned out just fine. Small and intimate, no pushing, lots of room to move – just not an absolute highlight. But: easy to get to. *gg*
The wall of death in Me sa nei was quite funny this time. They stopped, ordered the audience to spread out, and started the song again. And: nothing happened. *rofl* So they had to stop, actually EXPLAIN what they wanted the audience to do, and try again. =;-) Not without pointing out that while it might sound scary, there’s no need to worry, because there are lots of doctors around … (Maybe I should add here that the concert was part of a congress/workshop for Norwegian students of, amongst others, medicine … *g*)
It felt like Skambankt had to hurry through their set a little, since they had started so late. Not sure if they actually left out any of their planned songs (didn’t check a printed setlist), but at least it seemed that they were allowed to play all their songs in the end; even though they checked the time after each song. Here’s what they played:
- Anonyme hatere
- O dessverre
- Vår bør
- Som en sirene
- Me sa nei
- Gamle spøkelser
- Stormkast #1
- Min eliksir
There was no break for encores. After Skambankt’s show, it was time for Karpe Diem, and they got a huge reaction. It was really obvious that people were there to see them, not Skambankt, and everybody was singing/rapping along loudly. Hmm … well, whatever. I went up on the gallery at some point during their show, and that was pretty cool, to look down at the crowd (which actually looked bigger from above than from down on the floor).
All in all, a fun concert and a great trip. I do prefer “real” Skambankt concerts … but now it’s time for festivals first, so I guess I’ll have to do with that for the next few months. =;-)
The concert in Prague was organized by a Norwegian student union – which meant that you basically didn’t hear anything but Norwegian after you entered the venue, and hardly any Czech at all. As a result, we got a Norwegian concert in the middle of the European tour, in a way. Okay, actually it was more of a “bygde concert” than a real Kaizers concert, thus a “happening” where everybody wanted to attend, no matter if they cared about Kaizers or not – but it was definitely impressive. And the venue was packed!
Right from the beginning you could notice that the noise level in the audience was very high – not everyone was there to see the concert, but it was an “event” for the Norwegian students in the Czech Republic. In addition, only some of the people actually knew the songs – except for the hits of course. Hjerteknuser, for example, was sung by the audience alone. But other Violeta songs or for example Min kvite russer seemed to be completely unknown to most of the audience. I found it really funny when the Jackal had to explain three times that the song title is En for orgelet, en for MEG, and then the audience didn’t manage to figure out the correct rhythm even until the end of the song. During Kvite russer, the Jackal started improvising a bit at the end, which caused the audience to lose track, so that they didn’t know anymore how to sing along.
And still – the atmosphere was splendid, of course! Right in the beginning, the Jackal asked who was from Norway – and after about 95% raised their hands, the Jackal decided to do the announcements in Norwegian. “If you don’t understand, just ask your neighbor!”
In the beginning, it seemed like the audience had to wake up a bit first (and like they didn’t know any of the songs), but throughout the concert, they got louder and more enthusiastic. During Kontroll på kontinentet, the Jackal told us that this was maybe the best audience on the tour – well, it is much easier for Norwegians to sing along than it is for Europeans. =;-) (But then, the Europeans usually do a much better job with Kvite russer …) And Killmaster proved the point by jumping into the audience for his solo, and the crowd carried him across the room. It worked almost TOO well, ’cause it took really long until he made it back on stage. The following hits got a great reaction, of course, and the grins on stage were basically as broad as they could get.
There was a reason to celebrate as well – not only because of the prominent visitor Bjørn Eidsvåg (if I understood correctly; didn’t see him), but also because of tour manager Marcus’ 50th birthday. Gosh, he looks young for that age. =;-)
So we got some cake! A birthday cake in Swedish colors after the concert at the merch, and another one with the Kaizers logo on stage after we passed the “Kaizer test” (to cheer enough for Forloveren). Kaizers worked on that cake with the crowbar to “cut” it into pieces. Or mess it up, that’s probably the more fitting way to describe it. =;-)
What I found surprising was that they did not play Svarte katter. They had played that one at all other concerts – but the Roxy is known for a strict curfew, so maybe there just wasn’t enough time to fit in all songs. They also had Drøm videre, Violeta on the setlist but didn’t play it.
Not much more to report, actually – all in all, it was a great concert with an awesome atmosphere. However, I really don’t want to compare it to any other concerts of the tour, because it basically was a Norwegian concert somewhere in Europe.
- Aldri vodka, Violeta
- Siste dans
- Det polaroide liv
- Din kjole lukter bensin, mor
- En for orgelet, en for meg
- I ett med verden
- Støv og sand
- Ompa til du dør
- Bøn fra helvete
- Min kvite russer
- Philemon Arthur & the Dung
- Kontroll på kontinentet
- Tusen dråper regn
- Dieter Meyers Inst.
Gnaah… beim Highfield war’s arschkalt, und in Prag dann das komplette Gegenteil – draußen strahlender Sonnenschein bei knapp 30 Grad, und drinnen haufenweise schwitzende Menschen und keine Lüftung. Oder, anders ausgedrückt, absolut unaushaltbar… *seufz*
A night train is the perfect way to travel if a) you are not afraid of heights, b) you are used to sleeping on hard surfaces and c) you are not afraid of being robbed. Otherwise, you might end up being really tired the next morning, because once you actually make it up on the pallet, you never dare to go down again (a), even though your back hurts after two hours (b), and apart from that, you wake up every two minutes to check if your bag is still there where you put it (c)…
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