The first day of the Osheaga festival began in the late afternoon with the disappointing news of cancellation of the Kid kudi- a curse that has damned the festival in recent years with the beastie Boys (2009) and Deadmau5 (2010) cancel 11th hour due to illness. Through some schedule to last minute juggling, organizers successful in obtaining a hero in the hometown of Kid Koala to open the three-day festival, moving the other mainstage puts in place.
"I am not Kid Cudi!" "They calling me Kid Koala!"the DJ, dressed in a costume of Koala Teddy, exclaimed while dancing and non-joueurs songs. Surfing on the wave of positive enthusiasm, as a child he encouraged on a tour with the Yo gabba gabba last year crew, Koala provided an overall cheerful, which was a great way to launch things.
Koala was followed by the Screaming of Soul, Charles Bradley, Eagle, with the members of the dap-kings, budos Band and Expressions, run a funky, soulful with refunds emotional of ' The World (is Going Up in Flames)' and 'Heartaches and pain,' any delighted the crowd with a surprisingly poignant cover Neil Young'sheart of gold. »
Minutes after Bradley, Toronto collective broken Social scene erupted with the syncopated funky beats of "KC Accidental", more live festival the Group kick sets in recent months. Strongly promoting their singles, kevin drew and co. - joined by members of the Stills (extinct) and star - retained optimistic programming, with strengthened versions of hymns indie = time because ' and ' 7/4 (Shoreline),' the same management to stealthily in a resumption of Modest Mouse'world Grand'.
Then to Hometown Favorites and perennial "successful wonders" Bran Van 3000. Chief James Di Salvio spared no local musician - an advantage to play a concert on your own turf - the scene with a cornucopia of singers, players and crew loading hype. While the nostalgic value are deep and Di Salvio has done its best to bring the white boy MC irony to a head, the crowd - those who was old enough to remember, anyway - obtained only really in the swing of things when the band launched in "drinking in the," a rare pleasure living.
A crew of grand was soon replaced by another superhuman dance machine Janelle monáe took to the stage with his entourage and simply blew everyone is. Singer sparky has built a reputation for entertaining shows and it did not exception, demolishes the metaphorical House with a voice that cashes cheques that his body should not be collecting, with the spirit of toe sparkle of a recital of dance over-one.
As Monáe at the end of a sea of applause, crowd adapted for Eminem. An unusual choice of tour for the festival typically indie-centric, Slim Shady done its best to create an atmosphere of prediction and hazard.
As sniffer dogs bomb swept the area backstage, Mr. Mathers quarantined articulation. Arriving by the procession of the scene, the rapper from Detroit, made sure no one was around until 20 minutes before his arrival.
But when he arrived, to the delight of the crowd of teenagers who had spent all day wading through a lot of bands, they had never heard of, the winner of the Academy made a headline worthy, set of ADD-riddled shivering-by-minute. He gave his success (generally played successively, medley-style) interspersed with selections to the selection of his latest album and "Bad meets Evil," his EP collaboration with Royce da 5'9 ", which it is apparent from these figures."
A little cold tribute to Nate Dogg and elongation strange but enjoyable of his verses of the Payoke "Aircraft II" and the things 'Forever' Drakekept moving - even if the expected climax of even 'Lose Yourself' introduced the evening for a happy, if slightly aggro, close.
The choice to Eminem Osheaga (for a reported two million dollars), appears to have paid off for the festival. While indie children before their disdain, it is difficult to deny the playful and comforting a pavilion which refrains character defined adolescents of this generation.
