Review: Primavera Sound 2019 | The Fountain
I hit the runway at Barcelona-El Prat a little after 9:30pm Wednesday evening. As I prevail another Ryanair flight I silently thank the universe. I sit among a crush of likely festival-goers, each overcoming the haze of pre-flight Amstel. The evening’s outcomes would be two-fold, the memory of a beautiful sunset viewed from the terrace of an Airbnb, and a hangover I would carry with me for seven more days. Tomorrow is the first day of Primavera Sound.
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