A Camp

As part of a one month tour excluding Dublin, A Camp took their place in one of the most intimate, if most difficult to access venues, Paris has to offer.

When A Camp hit the stage there were a relative handful of people present, somewhere between 100-200, maybe they too got lost on the way. Could one of Sweden’s finest offerings have come all this way to be stood up? Unphased, A Camp hit the stage with force which pried most of the seat loving French to the stage area. Nina, now a brunette and as magnificient as ever, taunted those left in their seats with rallies of ‘why do you hate us’ and ‘you have legs you really should use them’. The seats were soon empty and it was a rare treat to see the French being un peu maltraités in their own country.

People arrived, but the audience size stayed less the 500. Nina Persson, starlet of the Cardigans, seller of five million-plus records, singing as well she does not selling out this small sized venue? What’s up with the world?

However the size of the crowd failed to impact the effort A Camp made or the crowds enthusiasm. UnCardigan sounding tracks, penned by Persson and produced by Sparklehorses Mark Linkous were brought to life by Nina and a band playing with remarkable tightness for a first tour. Guitarist Nathan Larsan even managed to steal the limelight from Persson on several occasions. They played most of the self-titled album with outstanding tracks going to the Daniel Johnson cover ‘Walking The Cow’ and the simplicity (coupled with the venues intimacy) of ‘Algebra’.

One hour thirty minutes and two encores later – not bad for a band with one album – Persson thanked the crowd profusely for ‘making the effort’ . Beautiful, humble and risking it without the brand the only shame is Dublin isn’t on their current schedule.