Sapperedosio, how Calvin Harris opens his headline present on Saturday at Pinkpop with a hat-trick of hits. He blasts by means of ‘This Is What You Got here For’, ‘One Kiss’ and ‘I Want Your Love’ within the first ten minutes. Fairly an influence transfer, however that it has a complete bunch of anthems that even essentially the most unsuspecting Pinkpop customer may by chance hum alongside to. After which in between he additionally performs numerous bangers by others: ‘Satisfaction’, ‘(It Goes Like) Nanana’, fist wave rammer ‘Be The One’, fucking ‘Calabria’, nineties-hit ‘You Acquired the Love’.
In fact, he would not even want that, as a result of the forty-year-old Scot is presently the quantity 17 most listened to artist on the planet – two spots above Ed Sheeran! –, however on the similar time additionally the artist with essentially the most streams and the fewest actual followers. That is additionally evident from at the moment’s disappointing ticket gross sales and from the interviews that workforce Pinkpop gave upfront. Calvin was not a dream headliner, however a plan B or C (and even D).
After the spectacular headline reveals of Martin Garrix and Armin van Buuren previously few years, it was not essentially a loopy thought to place Calvin Harris right here. Nevertheless, whereas the Dutch folks gave the sensation that they had been coming right here to do one thing particular, Harris doesn’t appear to strategy Pinkpop any otherwise than the world he usually walks in: that of the Ibiza golf equipment with VIP tables and EDM festivals.
Might we simply as properly have put DJ Spotify right here? No, not that both. Each hit has been given a brand new edit, grotesque intros and outros with muscle bigroom home which you can dance to for some time earlier than one other refrain comes.
However Harris would not appear to have introduced a single truck of in-house manufacturing. Nothing, nada, noppes. We see an enormous LED wall in entrance of the DJ sales space, from which his head barely protrudes, we see some pyro, streamers and lasers, however nothing appears tailored for these colossal anthems on his USB stick. Even the visuals are so interchangeable which you can hardly think about that this was made particularly for him: neon jellyfish fluttering round within the huge void, arms floating round a ball throughout ‘How Deep Is Your Love’, some faint stripes. Even his face is barely seen a number of occasions in an hour and a half, and extra textual content than ‘Pinkpop can I see your arms?????’ he would not have it in an hour and a half both. What stays? A faceless further who crushes Landgraaf with a loveless hit parade. Most individuals who’ve simply watched him for 90 minutes most likely would not even acknowledge him if he waved goodbye to everybody on the exit.
