Sónar 2026, the first without its creators, is now history. Maintaining the tradition of previous years, Saturday night imposed the dance in its most frenetic aspect, filling the venue, at least visually, although without reaching saturation. That was provided by some serious, true lungs of an event that maintains its hedonistic face as a banner of engagement before an audience that, despite the passage of time and physical decay, maintains a vitality that it probably only shows like this once a year, precisely at Sónar. That emotional connection, that agglomeration of memories and those layers of experiences sedimented in memory maintains the loyalty of thousands of people to the festival, whose night has not lost strength or blurred as much as the day, which the change of location has left, at least in this first edition of the change, quite blurred. The figures, impossible to verify, given wholesale by including all Sónar activities and subject to the wishes of the organizers interpreting their reality, say little, the snapshots of their last night summarize it best. And the best were welcomed with The Prodigy and in the Stoor session, before the definitive opening of the cork with Amelie Lens took the festival to the confines of dawn.
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