Wednesday, 31 March 2021

Live music and stuff in Las Palmas: last three months

Live music-wise, the end of 2020 was, well, uneventful. I spent November and December 2020 in Santander. Nothing.

Then, upon return to Las Palmas, this.

  • 27 December 2020: Dizzy DROS @ Auditorio José Antonio Ramos, Parque Doramas, Las Palmas de Gran Canaria
      The Moroccan rapper Dizzy DROS (Omar Souhaili) gave an electrifying performance in what was the last (and the only one that I attended) Música en el Parque concert of 2020.

  • January 2021: nothing.

  • 5 February 2021: Banda Sinfónica Municipal de Las Palmas de Gran Canaria @ Edificio Miller, Parque Santa Catalina
      The carnival was cancelled this year, as were many other activities. What a bummer! At least our municipal Symphony Band tried to get us in the carnival mood. The programme comprised the works of Camille Saint-Säens who, as I learned thanks to this concert, was a frequent visitor to Gran Canaria.

  • And...

  • 11 March: Noa Lur @ Teatro Guiniguada, Plaza F. Mesa de León
      Hooray, the masterclasses organised by Mousikê La Laguna are back! This is the first time I went to both the masterclass and the follow-up concert. I find it a bit too much for one day, in general; and in particular, I am not sure that I learned that much from the class of Noa Lur. At 6 pm sharp I left for home while the class was still going on. I came back with Timur by 7:30. Noa played a set accompanied by Miguel Manescau of ST Fusion on guitar. Quite different from the quintet that I saw some 3+ years ago in Rvbicón but no less impressive.

  • 20 March: Fabián Carbone Project: «Alas de Bandoneón» @ Auditorio José Antonio Ramos, Parque Doramas

  • 27 March: «La maldición de los Baskerville» @ Edificio Miller, Parque Santa Catalina
      The fourth and last part of the cycle «Somos teatro» which showcased the work of local amateur theatres in Miller. An adaptation of The Hound of the Baskervilles by Asociación El Ómnibus (LPGC), directed by Adrián Santana. “Sherlock Holmes” appeared to be the only one who actually knew his lines; the rest were ad-libbing, nobody more so than the guy playing Mr. Frankland — inexplicably (self-) styled as McFrankland, “as scotch as whisky” Scotsman — who had the audience in stitches.

The sun is shining. It looks like there will be more stuff in April.

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