A train station that looks like a gigantic skeleton. Mine shafts and black metal industries along an abandoned river. A festival in a park dotted with art nouveau pavilions, remnants of a past glory. Hot waters spring from the earth, cold waters pour from the skies. For a few minutes the music seems to hold the rain still, sparing the Belgian audience. The smell of cinnamon. The streets of Liège at night, destroyed bars and ballrooms in the Carré. The next morning, Brussels, Paris, Geneva. And on to the Paleofestival. Moriarty’s Missing Room tour, Francofolies de Spa, Belgium, July 22nd 2011.
