Antònia Font gave the Liceu a great performance in the last concert of her theatre tour

If you are not in a good mood, given the harassment of uncontrollable tribulations, it is better not to go to an Antònia Font concert , even if it is at the severe Liceu , as was the case yesterday. If you are not in the mood and you sense that it will be difficult to dance and sing, it is better to stay at home, because even if the music has a curative character, remaining seated in the seat while everyone around is standing and jumping is a punishment. The subject becomes the sinister person of the wedding, a sad and gloomy being who may even receive some incomprehensible looks. Of course, as long as it is not someone who is already old and is allowed to enjoy himself in the seat, of course, without seeing anything but the bodies around, not the stage. That certainly accentuates the loneliness. It could be said that this happens in all the concerts of successful artists, but the fact is that the Mallorcans have been successful for decades, which makes the uproar of their public something very remarkable. The Liceu was packed and everyone was singing almost from the start of the concert, not substantially different from the ones they have been doing since they came out of hibernation in 2022. It was the last concert of the tour of theatres and auditoriums and it was as always: a joy for everyone.

They are the usual ones. Pau Debón with that way of singing that would have made him fail in a talent contest, from which nobody would have dared to expel Joan Miquel Oliver because he plays the guitar very well and looks disturbingly. Joan Roca, with a bass that is solid as a beacon, looks more and more like Ron Perlman every day, while Jaume Manresa seems like a textbook musician with that disheveled hair, but also an eccentric scientist or the teacher that every teenager would wish for. Pere Debón, the only one who perhaps does not deceive, looks like what he is, a manual worker, a drummer with four hands, two of them with socks. And that personality that already begins with his appearance leads one to ask questions in the game of mirrors of his lyrics and music, his great contribution.

With a joy that is not devoid of restraint, Antònia Font sings non-linear stories, visual poems that pile up on the table like the shavings of a pencil being sharpened. Bright and sometimes expansive pop that speaks of loneliness, of little Martians, of abandonment, of lascivious aviators, of beauty, however small, of the day to day and, at the bottom, of the meaning of life. Without obviousness, not even when it addresses progress.

A young woman, captivated like many others, did not stop singing throughout the entire show, 33 songs during which she only stopped smiling during the breaks between encores and to touch up her lipstick. The entire concert. Like almost everyone. Pau asked how many people had not seen them live yet: no more than 30 arms were raised. Those who try it repeat. It is a party, but when you follow it your face does not soften, the lyrics provoke inner vibration.

The concert had a traditional structure, starting with hits like Darrera una revista, Armando Rampas, Portaavions, Robot, Dins aquest iglú; a section with lesser-known pieces that show the possibilities of a band that debuted at the Liceu in 2008 with a symphony orchestra and that made an album with very short songs of just over a minute, Vostè és aquí, and a return to the most popular songs to face the last part of the recital. In the encores, with Pau accentuating his closeness to the audience, already unleashed, walking around the stalls and singing from an amphitheater whose height was dizzying , Batiscafo Katiuscas, Clint Eastwood, Vitamina sol, Alegría, Alpinistes-samurais or Bamboo , a family song, dedicated to his own, in which a coconut thread sticks into the shark's eye in a metaphorical resource very typical of Oliver. Through absolute silence to listen to Cartes de Ramiro a cappella and at the same time returning to earth making jokes about the Liceu's lamps, which Debón thought were smiley faces. You'd have to go back in time to find a Liceu with anti-stars like Antònia Font.

It was the 68th concert of the tour, the last, and the future will tell. Perhaps that is why, when this concert had barely started, a fan shouted “Come back soon”, already missing them while they were performing before his eyes. And speaking of eyes, only at the end, when the fear of ridicule had disappeared, did most of the audience put on the 3D glasses distributed throughout the venue in a scene that made perfect sense from the stage. A Liceu taken over by jokes, laughter, the atmosphere of a major festival, irony, metaphors, and those songs that have made Antònia Font eternal. They will be here as long as they want.