Date: 1994-04-29
Location: Madrid, Spain
Venue: The Revolver Club

Setlist: Unknown

Surfaced: No

In Archive: No

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Taken by Nathalie Paco:

El País show review – May 1st, 1994:

Tickets: 2,300 pesetas. 900 people. Revólver Club. Madrid, April 29.

The lineup for Friday night, with tickets sold out days in advance, brought two of the most exciting bands on the recent pop scene to the Revólver Club: Bilbao’s own El Inquilino Comunista, one of the up-and-coming acts that has made the biggest impact on the Spanish independent music scene, and The Breeders, a mostly female American quartet that has taken the world by storm with their latest album, Last Splash.

So the club and its surroundings became a swarm of people, creating a festive atmosphere rarely seen, and innocently transforming the venue into a hell that no one deserved, especially after paying the exorbitant ticket price. With appalling conditions, dirty and distorted sound, and temperatures more akin to a sauna than a venue supposedly suitable for an audience, the anticipation and interest were dashed.

El Inquilino Comunista, who have received all kinds of praise since the release of their first album, flashed across the stage and only managed to play their songs for a mere half hour, which many missed due to the appalling disorganization of the schedule. But those who did catch them were not disappointed, because El Inquilino Comunista is a rare gem in our music scene, and they energetically passed the torch to their eagerly awaited fellow acts.

Distant Stage

After 1 a.m., Kim Deal and her band appeared on a stage that had become a distant memory for most. And there in the distance, with the sound echoing around every corner, The Breeders struggled to play their songs, while the audience tried to ignore the venue’s absurdly harsh conditions. The band’s power-pop caused a sensation as the quartet swapped instruments, running through tracks from their album, and the fascinating former Pixies bassist, Kim Deal, tried to make her voice heard, a subtle hallmark of her music.

Imagining what The Breeders were doing on stage and recalling the songs as they were recorded on the album was the only option a large part of the audience clung to in order to get through the night of one of the most anticipated concerts, which ultimately seemed to vanish as if nothing had happened or as if no one had even been on stage. Little music and a lot of heat.