Horseheads are always filled with expectations: Will this concert enchant like the previous ones and lead us across dusty pathways to our lost inner centuries, will we once again let ourselves be taken behind the mirror of one man's mind and find comfort and catharsis in the imagery of the outstanding 16 Horsepower instrumentation? And of course, down to earth: Which songs will they play?

A relaxed Conway Savage performed his opening act with sensibility and humour, but one man with a piano do not release any of the tension and excitement slowly building up in the audience, and, as a such, he worked very well as an opener. We were all waiting for the Denver gang. One should maybe listen to his new release to give him full credit.

"Hutterite Mile" and "Outlaw song" opened the act slowly with a focus on beautiful instrumentation, and these songs really crack you open when you hear the drone of wood and strings and the wailing, pleading intensity of Edwards' singing ”if that should happen, even the birds would be afraid to fly ..." Yes indeed sir, birds should never ever fly when love has been stolen and life taken by the authorities. Viva la revolution! Of the mind of course.

The concert virtually rocked onwards. Very electric compared to Woven Hand, and very powerful. We got songs from all albums (the setlist was the same as during the previous gigs) and their different energies seemed to me woven together in very mature kind of way. Like a band that has already gone trough many different stages, from horseback punk to spooky tango-ish narrations (I'm thinking of the bandoneon on "Flutter" for example), and is now looking back at their unlikely tracks while serving it all to a very pleased audience. A full story of sorts. And people liked it in Aarhus, both Horseheads and newcomers.

What is "Single Girl" doing anyway, that song fits, hmmm, in a strange way, but it makes people laugh, maybe that's the point! It was a long concert with a surprisingly high intensity throughout. A few times maybe even to electrified (I unfortunately couldn't always hear Daniel McMahon). But what a pleasure to see Pascal Humbert being that cool rocking cornerstone. The band contributes so much to Edwards and their joined forces that night seemed like an outlaw refusing to surrender.

Best is when you go away with enough, and the experimenting version of "Horse Head Fiddle" played in the second encore, was a long, long travel on ancient windswept plains, where Pascal took us away dreaming. The mature "Folklore" material worked very well in concert. What's up next guys?

By Anders