Alcohols galore and ephemeral lovers: end the night with "teufeurs" in Paleo

The plan was to clear the festival at night, when everyone would leave. Mission Impossible: Paleo never sleeps. There’s still that subtle (but sinful) feeling of walking alone in the psychedelic lights and sky-sent music

Posted Jul 21, 2023 at 2:52 pm Modified Jul 21, 2023 at 5:33 pm

The case seemed folded from the start. Because of the Catalan who bypassed the crowd on Wednesday on the main stage. In memory of an old festival-goer, we seldom, on the plain of Asi, witnessed such an embrace. The idea was to tell Paleo at 3 a.m., when he empties everything. The night is pale and lofty. Silence after silence. The grass is back on the breeze and mice (although rare this year). But at exactly midnight, Rosalía appears, amid meltdowns, rages, and smoke bombs. For tidy decor, a ramp and two white rectangles. Both are flamenco, pop, techno. And this epileptic camera that does not leave her as if a fly were framing her. Close-up, close-up, immersive music video. His sweat, his jokes, his mouth, his escapades backstage reverberated on two giant screens.