Things aren’t easy in fact, and it will be for one reason or another, but lately I’ve bitten my tongue more than I should for these two things: the culture of the sold out and the FOMO – the latter perhaps has to be explained, because it’s not said so many times: the FOMO is the fear of not being part of a certain experience and feeling excluded because of it. When these two phenomena come together with the returns of musical groups that have already passed through our sphere, the bite is even more painful for me.

A few months ago we used to read Ruper Ordorika in Hooks like this. In the environment of what was to be returned to give some Robi concerts, in general terms of the return of the old bands, he said: “I don’t know what’s going on. I doubt if it shows our weakness, if we are not pointing out weakness more than our courage. I think there are people who are asking for it anyway, and it’s obvious because they sell tickets.”

We have this one more fresh in our memory. Miren Amuriza spoke this way during the substantive interview that Leire Vargas gave to the Kari of the last book: “I believe that idealizing the past is one of the greatest dangers of nostalgia. In recent years and especially since the pandemic, in which apocalyptic discourses have been highlighted, it seems that the world will always be in the way it is now or worse, so that everything before was better. And that's not the case. Both the past and the present have their own lights.”

Buitraker, the Magic Bus and Never Surrender will return to the stage to perform at the last Hatortxu Rock in July. I have nothing against these bands or against the festival. I don't even know what Amuriza and Ordorika think about it. It strikes me, however, that a festival of such size and trajectory tends to bring back old bands, and to give this initiative such a vote. Including the media in this game. It's not the first time. On these occasions I am reminded of the words of Ordorika: if all this does not show our weakness, more than courage. It is probable that at the base of all this liturgy there is a lack of projection towards the future, a reflection of our deprivation. The truth, however, is that we must always maintain what we have somewhere and at some point.

But no preaching. And the second bite to the tongue. If Itoiz or some other group were to return, surely this writer would be in the right place. The weight of nostalgia. Even the nostalgia of what you have never experienced. All of these are encompassed by the FOMO of the present invention.