Bad Gyal in Disneyland of romantic sex

Barcelona25,000 people celebrated the return of Bad Gyal in Barcelona. Towards the end of the show that closed the first day of the Share Festival at the Parc del Fòrum, the artist from Vilassar de Mar exclaimed: "Barcelona, ​​​​the best fucking city in the world!" Then, at the end Fever, the highlight of the hour and twenty minutes of performance, smiled as she added, "Barcelona, ​​I love you." The atmosphere was festive, as befits the end of the school year; and the audience was predominantly young, having paid between 45 and 79 euros to experience a special day soaked in the Barcelona muggy weather. There were also several parents sitting in the food court, some reading a book, others simply trying to pass the time, oblivious to the Disneyland of romantic sex their children were experiencing.

I'll stick this ass in you like a splinter / If I get hit, imagine me in the chapel", sings in Girl's boot, the song with which Bad Gyal, the nickname for Alba Farelo, opened a concert with a good set of high points but affected by an irregular rhythm, with pauses that broke the spell and a contradictory attitude, as if she were more concerned with being a diva than connecting with the audience. For example, when she walked in profile, concentrating on offering a frontal view to the camera like a model on a catwalk, but without looking directly at the audience, who, in fact, only got a frontal view through the screen. These are details that detract from an otherwise good show. The string of collaborations delivered with a "chopped-up" rhythm, yielding to impatience, doesn't help either. The participation of her sister Mushkaa in Sexy Sex was seen and unseen; and that of Omar Courtz in Eat us It was too much work, without patience to develop the duo beyond the anecdote.

Diva in the reddish sun

Alba Farelo has built a powerful character, who makes sovereign sexual decisions, and is inspiring: it was enough to observe the intensity with which thousands of women dressed in flow Bad Gyal sang songs like Flow 2000, Really hard pt. 2, Little Angel, Cool, Cool, Bitch and 2am, the most celebrated along with the unbeatable Fever. In keeping with this image, she made a backlit diva appearance, framed by the reddish sun projected onto the screen at the back of the stage (where palm trees, sunsets, and cars would later parade by).

In a show with no musicians in sight and on two levels of stage, the dance team's choreography and the movements with which Bad Gyal underscores the verses shine. Some movements are suggestive, such as the amorous foreplay that punctuates so many songs, or the gestures of pride and/or desperation with which she accompanies songs that deal with deeper feelings about heartbreak and desire, such as Once again, 2 AM and Fever. Others are explicit to the point of romantic soft pornography, as in More rare, in which he simulated a nail in a glitter sofa, or in the recently released Give Me, an ode to the efficient lover: "The baby I have/is a specialist in sex. / He enters me, I feel it / I'm ready for that sizeThese are not very sophisticated consonant rhymes, closer to the rave of the parish priest of Vallfogona than to the invincible rounds of Estellés, to the clumsy finger dance of Carme Riera, or to the desperate "necessity" of Eva Baltasar, to put it mildly. Fun and celebratory, no one who was a pre-adolescent can be shocked by this lyrical arsenal. Crisp and romantic. This indeed makes it unique in a universe of urban music where singularity is not so common.

Basketball and a mechanical bull

Bad Gyal's concert culminated the first day of Share, a festival of successive concerts on two alternating stages. From 3 p.m., bands and artists such as The Tyets, Figa Flawas, and Julieta performed, and as the afternoon drew near, the headliners appeared. Apparently, it's not that complicated; it's the work of the Share programming team. If you have the Andalusian Saiko, you know he's done a song with the Puerto Rican Omar Courtz, who has also collaborated with Bad Gyal. And now we have it. Saiko, who has been away from the stage for many months and has just released the album Natsukashii Yoru, was presented with a staging that included a kind of Japanese tavern or beach bar, and a good collection of hitsConstantly attentive to the public, he said goodbye with Nostalgia. "That's what I'll hear in a while when I look back on this concert," he said.

Meanwhile, quite a few spectators paid 4 euros to enjoy a couple of fairground rides, including a particularly vicious mechanical bull. Others played basketball or tried to shoot a ball into the top corner of a tiny goal. Many queued to buy food or drinks (beers for 5 euros, like at Primavera Sound), and a good group didn't want to miss the performance of Omar Courtz, who displayed his characteristic reggaeton and erotic Latin trap. The Puerto Rican, dressed as a newly landed pop parachutist and strolling in front of a giant, recumbent inflatable doll, delivered hits highly celebrated by the public ETA, What are you going to do today? and Loken you need (who sang with Saiko), and proudly showed the Puerto Rican flag when she sang Veldá, one of the songs from Bad Bunny's latest album.