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Rating: The Subsonica have become rockstars. The majority of the concert audience consisted of 15-year-olds screaming like crazy with braces on, the Terrestre tour is a continuous sold-out, there was a space-worthy audio-visual setup on stage that alone cost as much as the organization of their previous tours, and despite this album leaving one a bit puzzled, it's the best-selling in their history... in less than a month since its release.
We hate rockstars and the phenomena of fanaticism they provoke, but we wanted to attend this concert anyway because having never seen them live, we were curious.
We understood why they have become rockstars.
Their live performances are beautiful and overwhelming, the Casacci's caravan has a well-tuned engine from a solid base of old fans and thanks to the media process initiated by the major record label, they are attracting new and younger fans.
These two elements mix under the stage giving rise to a large and impatient crowd that turns into a frenzy when the band enters.
Sweaty, thirsty, pressed against each other to the limit of what's possible (sometimes even more), pissed off at our neighbor who is too tall and blocks our view or at the jerk beside us playing rough, we spend two hours with old hits and the songs of the new album skillfully mixed.
We realize that the acoustics are quite dreadful and that if we hear the words it's only thanks to the aforementioned 15-year-olds who scream, scream, scream, and some even faint from the amount of screaming they've done.
They play Blu and the concert ends. Soaked and dehydrated, we head to the adjacent parking lot (which costs a third of the concert ticket), get in the car, wait for the windows to defog, merge onto the ring road, and head home.
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