These FYF '17 Acts Made Our Editor-in-Chief Go Crazy (Hint: Bjork's Outfits Are Always Memorable)
Flaunt's Editor-in-Chief Matthew Bedard kept a little diary of sorts, noting his favorite bands at FYF 2017 out here in balmy Los Angeles. Here's what he really got him fired up through the weekend.
When I arrived during Bjork's set, her signature emotional pitch could be felt -- in the trees, in the sky, beneath the ground -- as I approached from the periphery of the festival. There is no one like her; she's an exceptional performer. Intoxicating visuals, a colorful, accordion-like costume that will one day no doubt feature in a massive museum, and of course, adorable little "Thank you, Los Angeles!" soundbites between the tidal swells.
Missy Elliott demonstrated both swagger, humor, and finesse, with a medley of retrospective sound bites mixed into her anthemic oeuvre. There was no shortage of bouncing with her.
Sleep delivered a ball-busting drone set in front of a gnarly stack of Marshalls, a delightful interlude amongst a lot of the pre-programmed and auto-tune kiddies, of true instrumental mastery and attitude.
Black Madonna brought a somewhat tongue-in-cheek-rough around the edges dance set that felt at times like a hijacked gypsy carnival, or a steamy harlequin lust / murder sequence, and at others like a forgotten disco baby. It was deep and sassy.
Flaunt boy Anderson .Paak brought the thunder for his eclectic and upbeat set, in front of a grip of local LA family, and backed by the near sheer perfection of the Free Nationals, who were tight as prom night and smooth as silk.