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Six guitars, infectious rhythms and a theatre that couldn't stay seated.

Gipsy Kings by Diego Baliardo | Thebarton Theatre, Adelaide | Saturday 17 October 2026 | A Tu Vera 30th AnniversaryTour

Celebrating the 30th anniversary of their song A Tu Vera (meaning By Your Side), the Gipsy Kings are honouring a musical legacy that continues to span generations. With founding member Diego Baliardo at the helm, they brought their fiery spirit and rich musical tradition to Adelaide.

The Gipsy Kings originated from two musical families in southern France, the Reyes and Baliardos. Today, different family-led groups tour internationally, each keeping their distinctive sound alive. This Adelaide performance featured original rhythm guitarist Diego Baliardo and members of his extended family.

Even before the band appeared, the atmosphere was building. A pre-show video featured a countdown to the performance, family photographs and snippets of their biggest hits. When Volare came through the speakers, the audience enthusiastically joined in. The band hadn't played a note, and already the audience was singing.

Six Guitars, One Unmistakable Sound

Across the front of the stage stood a human wall of six guitarists, an impressive sight in itself. You could sense a family connection through their appearance and the way they interacted. Playing just metres from the audience, they made us feel part of the performance rather than simply watching from our seats.

The guitars were a colourful sight, ranging from deep maroon and red to orange and natural timber. But it was the playing that amazed me. Fingers flew across the strings at incredible speed, some driving the relentless rhythm while others added melodies and flourishes. The stamina was remarkable.

There was also some playful interaction between the guitarists, trading rapid-fire musical phrases as though challenging each other to keep up.

Wearing his distinctive headband, Diego had the quiet presence of a respected family patriarch. Completely at ease, he wandered on and off stage, occasionally sitting to play, seemingly doing things at his own pace.

Early in the performance, something wasn't quite right with his microphone. He glanced towards the side of the stage, pointed it at a sound technician and gave a questioning shrug, as if to say, "What's going on with this?" Then he calmly sauntered away. No words needed, and you sensed the technician would be onto it pretty quickly.

All the singers delivered clear, powerful vocals, sharing a similar tone with a slight rasp. Their voices soared and wailed, giving the music its distinctive character. Behind them, the drummer was all smiles, regularly interacting with the percussionist and bass player. His short solo also went down well with the crowd.

Waiting for the Fuse to Be Lit

Very little English was spoken throughout the night, but it hardly mattered. A few simple phrases, including "Do you want to dance?" and "You like love?" were enough to get the message across.

The concert warmed up steadily. A brilliant solo performance of A Mi Manera (My Way) was an early highlight. The singer's powerful, emotional delivery earned a standing ovation from sections of the audience. Several performers then raised their hands, beckoning everyone to their feet. We happily obliged, although the momentum didn't last. The band seemed keen to keep us standing, even when the slower tempo called for little more than a gentle sway.

Meanwhile, the crowd was itching for those familiar hits. Several songs opened with similar-sounding introductions, prompting puzzled looks as we tried to recognise what was coming. The anticipation was building. All we needed was for the band to light the fuse.

Then came Baila Me. A powerful drum build-up had the musicians and audience chanting "Hey! Hey! Hey!" together. The shackles were off. Hands shot into the air, bodies swayed and people danced in front of their seats. Looking around, it was quite a sight. From the front rows to the back, even up in the balconies, the crowd was on its feet.

The Spanish Fiesta

The band had found another gear. The volume increased, the tempo lifted and punchy horn sounds from the keyboards added another dimension. The driving Latin percussion and sharp rhythmic accents gave the music an extra kick. For a while, it felt like we'd been transported to Spain, right in the middle of a fiesta.

Djobi Djoba kept the party rolling. Bem, Bem, Maria followed soon after, putting smiles on faces across the theatre. The guitars settled into a hypnotic, repeating rhythm as the audience clapped along and enthusiastically sang the chorus.

Then came the unmistakable guitar introduction to the song everyone had been waiting for, Bamboléo. All the singers clapped out the rhythm, encouraging the audience to join in. The crowd erupted into song, belting out the famous chorus with everything they had. Thebarton Theatre had become one enormous singalong. As the song finished, one of the singers called out, "We love you!"

"You want more? What do you like?" asked one of the singers. The answer came with the opening notes of Volare. The familiar vocal introduction drew everyone in, before a deliberate pause left the audience waiting for its cue. Then came the famous "Volare!" chant, sung at full voice across the theatre.