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For my wife, seeing Høyem live was a first. (For me it was as a solo artist.) Her question was, does he really have such a beautiful voice? Having seen Madrugada live for the first time on tour supporting the 'The Nightly Disease' album, I knew the answer of course. Believe, me she was convinced. I was looking at an adoring face for most of the concert.
Høyem played a good cross section of his oeuvre. I had to admit that I am far less familiar with it as with his band's. Madrugada's albums have simply been played far more often. There is also another thing. When younger, lyrics are memorised far easier. In the Madrugada encore singing along was far easier for me.
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This is exactly what happened during the show. Song by song Høyem and band pulled me in further and further. Looking around me and over the venue's hall, I wasn't the only one. Even in the very quiet songs, people were totally quiet. No Dutch disease here this evening. The audience was very well mixed in age and gender. From 20 to 70 somethings, they were all there. And, if Paradiso wasn't sold out, then it may have been able to have a few dozen persons extra before it would have become uncomfortable.
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It all ended with the big ballad of his last album, 'Dancing Headlights', 'Hollow'. To leave us with a ballad does show how certain he is of the power of his ballads. and rightly so, 'Hollow' is a beautiful song. Conclusion, a near perfect show was played, near, as the guitarist made a few noticeable mistakes and a few times was mixed too loud. It was all forgiven, as it was a memorable show.
Then the support act. King Hüsky is a totally new name to me and will be forgotten quite soon. I am not sure I ever saw a less inspired and inspiring artist then King Hüsky. I realise it is not easy to stand alone on a stage with a slowly filling room in front of you, where most people will not be there for you. And being only one man, his voice and an acoustic guitar. But, he had a whole room to win. People were sympathetic, but not for a second I had the idea that the man wanted to conquer anyone. There's nothing more I can tell you, as not a single thing made a lasting impression on me, except the listlessness of the man. There's just nothing more to tell, I'm afraid.
Wout de Natris - van der Borght



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