“Roskilde, this is my favourite festival,” declares an emotional, latex-clad Lizzo on the final night of Denmark’s answer to Glastonbury. She’s talking to the 130,000 fans in the field in front of her, who are illuminated by the stage’s pink and red neon lights. “I could live here,” she admits to the crowd, before half-jokingly accepting a fan’s marriage proposal and the spousal citizenship that comes with it.
It’s easy to think Lizzo is dishing out flattering one-liners to please her European crowd. But four days at the festival – which happens in Denmark’s fourth largest “city” in terms of population – has left me inclined to agree.
