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Apache 207 and Co. – Frequency: Celebrate again until the doctor comes

After the risk of storms on the first day, the Frequency fans only had to endure a little rain and wind after a muggy day yesterday. Rapper G-Eazy, the tough Nova Twins and German rapper Apache 207 caused a powerful acoustic storm. The young visitors celebrate enthusiastically and well-deservedly shake the corona lockdown dust out of their shirts.

Guitars have long been a foreign word at the Frequency since the big line-up relaunch, but if you get comfortable on the festival grounds early in the afternoon or trade the scorching sun for the cool climate on the indoor Red Bull Stage, you’ll at least get it blown a touch of the old FRQ nostalgia into the nostrils. The courtesy pop of the Dutchman Blanks, musician of the “Muttis Liebster” brand, still rushes through the auditory canals in a relatively conservative and listless manner, but edgy provocation is not the preferred stylistic device of the young to very young audience either. Shortly thereafter, Alexander Kotz aka Elderbrook lets mediocre commercial electronics slide over the dusty floor for two handfuls of those present on the Space Stage, but after three numbers at the latest you feel trapped in a constantly repeating time warp. So quickly over to the Green Stage, which you have to get very close to hear a sound at all. Concerned about the visitors Where the principle “shrill, shrill, louder” usually applies, music for the calm soul is offered here. Robin Daniel Skinner aka Cavetown has become a YouTube prodigy over the past five years, coining the term bedroom pop before Billie Eilish even loaded anything into virtual orbit. With Birkenstock sandals and dungarees, the delicate little man and young band are on a much too big stage. In his hand a monstrous looking guitar, behind it a poster with his name in the shape of a skeleton bat and a protruding heart. “Have you drunk enough water in this heat?” he asks cautiously and the many present nod in agreement against the bright sun. His connecting songs are calm, slow-paced and wholesome. A brief oasis of calm in a never-ending storm of noise. Of course, noise is good and should be. Especially when it turns out to be compositionally sophisticated and innovative, like British female noise duo Nova Twins from Great Britain. Their second album “Supernova” was nominated for the prestigious “Mercury Prize”, which the two are happy to note in the “Krone” interview. “We’d be lying if we didn’t think it was cool.” At the gig they first have to overcome noisy guitar feedback and technical problems. After tough initial difficulties, they jump right into the middle of the audience and become the core of a circle pit, wag their middle fingers and rush through the rafters with their mixture of break beats, punk, grime, alternative metal and hip-hop. You can definitely serve hard guitars to the rap-loving youth, the sound just has to sound innovative. That’s written behind the ears of the old stagers of the genre…Trying in front of an empty hallEyelar, who was born in the Netherlands, hadn’t gotten it quite so well shortly before. More than 20 onlookers did not turn up when the Amsterdam-born Londoner by choice shared her more or less bad mistakes and horrible relationship experiences in song form. She was supported by a guitarist, the rest came from tape, but her charisma quickly made up for the thin line-up. Songs like “Fuck Your Friend” meandered between grunge, alternative and pop and are unequivocally understandable. “I turn my experiences into songs so that I don’t do anything stupid out of revenge.” Honesty is the best policy, but there’s still a lot missing to become a top act. US rapper G-Eazy proved himself on the Space Stage Game changer of the evening. At around 6:30 p.m., the masses returned to the stage with him for the first time, proving once again what kind of sound characterizes Frequency again this year. The New Yorker’s old-school style meets an enthusiastic crowd, who conjures up an astonished smile on the boss’s face on stage, which shouldn’t leave the boss’s face even after an hour. With the announcement “this is the best concert of my life” he breaks the romantic level of reality through classic American exaggeration – match point just missed. Despite everything, the performance with songs from “I Mean It” to “No Limit” to “Me, Myself & I” is a musical and mood-technical triumph. Justifiable cheering for an excellent performance – and the early highlight of the day.Deserved escapismAfter more than two years of starvation, the fans are understandably thirsty for hedonism and demolition. The well-deserved escapism of a whole generation that had to spend two of their most important young years in their own four walls and can now finally hit the plaster again. This happens in different areas such as techno yoga, flunkyball or dancing on the never-ending “Desperados Fortress”, where DJs like Molly Pocket or Mozhart turn their turntables between hardstyle, happy hardcore or psy trance and create a good atmosphere. The exuberance can be felt at any time and, because the term now fits like a glove, wholesome. If you prefer something pop and earthy, you can let British pop singer Anne-Marie spoil you with carrot and stick. Huge inflated teddy bears and an official pyro show are no contradiction for her, she mixes her own hits with slippery jokes and nostalgia samples between “Oops!… I Did It Again” and “99 Problems”. Songs of the brand “2002”, “Birthday” or the Clean Bandit hit “Rockabye” are absolute mood cannons. The cheeky appearance of the most unconventional of all female Oberliga pop stars coincides with the immense joy of playing and the great popularity. That might not attract as many crowds as G-Eazy or AnnenMayKantereit’s boring heartache rhyme, but it brings a certain lightness to the hustle and bustle. This is also projected by the German rap superstar Apache 207, who, according to the bland, well-behaved idea of ​​the Cologne-based company zum End of the day sprinkles a little more pepper on the site. In contrast to the majority of his colleagues, the Palatinate relies on melodic pop beats and a lot of 80s chic, but in the end that can’t hide the shortcomings in audience interaction. The breaks between the songs are too long, the interim announcements are often bumpy and when the mood isn’t at the boiling point, the 24-year-old relies on nostalgia and lets out “Rhythm Is A Dancer” or “My Heart Will Go On”. With “Ferrari Testarossa”, “Roller” or “Why do you do that to yourself?” Apache has numerous hits up its sleeve, but the show doesn’t really get going. The superstar, worth millions, has long since completed a town hall gig without any problems in order to succeed as a festival headliner, but has to do significantly more actively. Then the area might fill up like at RAF Camora…Festival conclusionThe Frequency will be concluded today with Bilderbuch, Yung Hurn, Timmy Trumpet or the up-and-coming Ghostemane.
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