It´s Friday Night!

Fib. Day 2
Oh my, oh my, too much excitement to sleep. What a night. Fib is just getting better and better and its only day 2.
Anita and I arrived mid afternoon, red and hot after quite a long trek on the old bikes, and ran to see Antony and the Johnsons in the fiberfib.com tent. Having been number one fans of his since thisisvalencia.com’s Gooru gave us his whole repertoire, we were rather excited about seeing him live. Amazed at the crowd he had gathered, we squeezed through the hundreds of people to the front, and waited for the band to come out. Antony in a long sleeved black woven jumper and the musicians all in white, he stood behind the mike and nervously jiggled about as he sang. We slipped in and took some photos in the pit and then danced and sang with some other Johnsons fans, completely moved by Antony’s enchanting, beautiful voice. Looking across the audience, you could see people close to tears by Antony’s piano,and the haunting string and wind accompaniment to Hope There’s Someone.
Having set next to the Herman Düne boys in the Press Tent earlier on and passing them several times in the corridors, we weren’t about to miss this Swedish band’s live set. A mad band – the lead was in a blue linen dress with a Jesus beard and hair style, singing wicked indie pop to his passionate crowd they closed their set with a thank you and a goodbye and we ran off to watch who we thought were The Klaxons. Dressed in skeleton costumes, and singing their little hearts out, we realised they weren’t actually the Klaxons. Who were they?? We looked around the puzzled faces, people dancing but looking slightly confused. Klaxons fans trying to look annoyed but actually really enjoying the show. Who was this amazing band on the Green Stage? Where had they come from? And where were the Klaxons? Running as fast as our Havaianas would take us, we got to the press tent to find out who was playing. Whomadewho was the answer! A crazy band from Denmark that was supposed to be playing at 00.35 on the Fiberfib.com stage and had swapped over with the Klaxons. Nobody knew or understood why. But Whomadewho were obviously very comfy in front of the Klaxons crowd, and the Klaxons crowd were overly comfy in front of them. They did a great cover of Benny Bassi’s Satisfaction – Push me and then just touch me until I get my…” and cleared the confusion in the air by closing their set with ‘We are not the Klaxons, we are from Denmark, thanks for listening’. Fantastic.
We then caught the beginning of Wilco, with Jeff Tweedy’s fantastic voice and country-style tunes and watched on as a group of English Fibers did a jig in a circle as the green stage area kept on filling up.
The Rapture took even longer to come out on stage than Antony and the Jonsons. In the excitement, all kinds of objects got thrown forward from the people (Anita ended up with some chewing gum in her lovely long hair. Nice) and even the actual people threw themselves over the front barrier, only to be carried off just as quickly by the security guards. Finally the boys from New York trundled out and filled the Fiberfib.com stage with their electro-punk-rock-pop. Grinning from ear to ear they jiggled all over the stage, and we have to admit it was hard to keep the camera still enough to take a decent photo with all the dancing we wanted to be doing. We stuck around for a bit of Alright Yeah Uh-huh (“People don’t dance no more” – At FIB they do!) and went off to see if we could spot the artist/photographer/Dior Homme genius Hedi Slimane. Calling in on the Vueling Pista Pop tent we decided we would go and see DJ Jesus Ordovas anywhere and stayed around for a boogie before watching The Horrors and their energetic dark music, loving the black outfits and makeup but incredulous at how ANYONE could wear skinny jeans at Benicassim. We were sweating like chickens in our short short shorts!
The Klaxons finally made an appearance at half past twelve – Alaska, Spanish 80s icon of Green Stage band Fangoria begged the press not to ask too many questions at her press conference as she was missing their set to be there – and by the time we got close it was impossible to even enter the tent. The crowd they had drawn was incredible and nobody could understand why they had possibly swapped slots with WhoMadeWho when they would have been right at home on the Escenario Verde. We hear Najwa Nimri, The Arctics and even Hedi himself were in the crowds as these young boys from the UK got everybody dancing.
We walked around the festival and took a look at the FIBMarket, getting everything we could for free – badges, magazines, beach balls, condoms, even porn!
Anita got jealous of a group of friends from London and their neon makeup she had been trying to get her hands on for months and we both stared in awe and envy and the skinny minnies slim enough to get away with the bikini top/waistcoat/hot pants combo.
We have to admit it is the English who have excelled themselves in the wardrobe department this year – we have never seen such amazing outfits. All nationalities are mixing together in perfect harmony and no one can put their finger on what it is but there is a vibe this year like never before. It is just a lovely atmosphere and we don’t want it to end.
Can’t wait for tomorrow and Cansei de Ser Sexy, Nouvelle Vague, Arctic Monkeys, Magic Numbers and Ellen Alien!
L&A