Concert at Hacker-Pschorr Brettl

Ava Vegas

Ava Vega’s music sounds like a convertible ride through a film set: back seat, night, neon lights.
Perhaps the open-air drive leads through the imagined replica of Las Vegas, the city that already looks like the replica of all those longings that in life can only bounce off reality: Unreal, deceptive, dangerous.
But between dream and reality there exists a place, ambiguous and vast, a phantasm, and this place has become music here.
Illusion, vision, glitter, tingling.
The music seems to capture that state in which one realises that the world one longs for cannot exist.
In love, abandoned, happy, sad.
And so this world can exist after all. It sounds and echoes in the music of Ava Vegas.

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