Those Magnificent People of VOLT and their Amazing Accessories- The Sunday Edition

Cool Sounds of VOLT

Every festival has a concert where you end up accidentally and have a hell of a time. This time around it was Irie Maffia.

Irie Maffia

Irie Maffia.

And there's also a concert where you end up and you wish you hadn't. No doubt I Am Legion are good at what they do, but they're just not my shot of brandy.

I Am Legion

And of course the band you see at every festival until they grow on you like an ad jingle (like so: Constanza ) Intim Torna Illegál

Intim Torna Illegál

And the band you finally see after missing all their club concerts for preposterous reasons. Pegazusok Nem Léteznek.

Pegazusok Nem Léteznek.

  Mary PopKids, the winners of the Nagyszínpad competition, to band to whom you should have paid more attention. Because they're pretty awesome.

Mary PopKids

Mary PopKids

The Merry and The Mindless- 30 Seconds to Mars and Steve Aoki at VOLT

If you don't have one half decent song, worry not. Give them some balloons, their festival going arses love themselves some balloons.

Oh my Gaaawd, JARED! I mean JESUS. 

And here comes JESUS with the Hungarian flag.  So touching. Why do I have an eerie feeling he'll be playing at least one Hungarian festival next summer too? Hell. All of them. For he is JESUS. I may let him off the hook a little if he turns Soproni into Pilsner Urquell. Or liquid gold.

And then here comes JESUS with a HALO.

JESUS is gone, only to be replaced by Steve Aoki, ready to mash your brains into pulp with some repetitive thumps and oinks. No picture of Steve himself, he's a bore with a laptop. (He does also try a bit of a Jesus look, but that is sadly less efficient when you're Asian.)This young man seems to enjoy him just fine though. The follies of youth.

And this young lady got caked. Yes, Steve made her crawl her way up to the stage then smashed a giant whipped cream cake into her face. Her Warholian fifteen seconds. Steve also squirted some champagne onto the audience. Now that's Freud.

We won't be hard on her liking Steve, good accessories go a long way.

Flower crowns are a bit yesterday, but you're forgiven if you do it well.

We love VOLT. Not even JESUS and Steve can spoil it.

Those Magnificent People of VOLT and their Amazing Accessories- The Thursday Edition

Foals @ VOLT Festival

Sending Foals on before Thirty Seconds to Mars and Steve Aoki is a bit like making it to the final four of the World Cup and then shooting yourself in the leg. There is of course absolutely no sense and logic in the existence of the latter two acts: neither of them play music, nor do they put on a particularly good show. Balloons, confetti and maidens doused in whipped cream don't count.

Foals on the other hand were one of the rather few legitimate festival bands on VOLT's bill this year. They showed up apparently somewhat grumpy over a lukewarm Norwegian appearance and were duly sent out into the late afternoon furnace of Sopron, which on Thursday exhibited positively Saharan traits: hot as hell during the day, teeth chatter inducing cold during the night. Or the temperature simply adjusted to the quality of the concerts on the main stage, for Foals were an absolutely wondrous 7 PM act. It all went downhill from then on, but that was not their fault. They just set the bar too high. Simply because they can.

Some connoisseurs promptly moaned about their early songs being played at a slower pace than the original and of course there was no Cassius (but the aforementioned moaners already knew that). Yet the brilliant fact is that even at a slower pace the songs worked, the audience clicked and their set seemed over in no time, as only really good ones do. The idea of a possible club concert in Hungary immediately arose- yes please. More of those. More Foals. More bands that can play. No Jared. Ever. Again.