The Travelling Fairy DancerSplendour in the Grass 2011
August 4th 2011 09:47
For those of you who missed out on it this year (sigh), here’s a quick run down of ‘Splendy Bendy’ 2011 at Woodford, Queensland.
COLDPLAY
Fittingly, Coldplay rocked the amphitheatre on the last, and the coldest, night of Splendour on the 31st of July. Chris Martin’s talent washed over thousands of inebriated, 3 day dirt encrusted revelers like a tidal wave. His soulful vocals drifted over us, into the surrounding valley, mercifully allowing us to forget the stench of the over-used port-a-loos. Bless him.
TRIPLE J BLISS
An avid triple j listener’s heaven, Splendour offered Goyte, Boy and Bear, Seeker Lover Keeper, Architecture in Helsinki, and countless others, to the hungry music loving masses. Goyte’s, ‘Somebody I Used To Know’, literally caused a break in the sound barrier with fans screaming for his talent – and when Kimbra walked on stage…well, let’s just say my ears will be ringing until next year’s festival.
Boy and Bear’s popular version of ‘Fall at Your Feet’, by Crowded House, was an easy gig for them as their smooth harmonies were lost in the enthusiastic vocals of the audience. A pity…this was my favourite tune of last year and I was ecstatic to hear the first beats…but inspiring nonetheless to witness the spell such a song holds.
KANYE WEST
Hmmm. Personally, I don’t see how he fits at Splendour – and as people joined us in commando rolling down the amphitheatre hill during his set – I imagine they didn’t get it either…
FASHION
Check out these tights. Gotta love festival attire.
CAMPING
Oh – the beer bongs, the frantic scampering to hide smuggled alcohol from roaming volunteers, the 70 deep line of girls hopeful for a shower at 6am, the dancing on top of bouncing utes, the waking up on a steep lean curled up at the end of the tent with dew dripping in your eye, the hysterical laughter at 2pm sitting around piles of last night’s rubbish, contemplating the long, hung-over trek back in to the festival – all set amidst valleys, forest and the majestic view of the Glasshouse Mountains.
Let’s all just forget the feeling of packing up 'said' camp on Monday under a dark cloud of ‘festival ending depression’ and 3 day old crusted make-up.
MISCELLANIOUS
A random porn show. Yes…people writhing on a circular red bed with body suits sporting rather large sexual organs, simulating sex scenes.
Strange…but all in all…spectacularly Splendid.
COLDPLAY
Fittingly, Coldplay rocked the amphitheatre on the last, and the coldest, night of Splendour on the 31st of July. Chris Martin’s talent washed over thousands of inebriated, 3 day dirt encrusted revelers like a tidal wave. His soulful vocals drifted over us, into the surrounding valley, mercifully allowing us to forget the stench of the over-used port-a-loos. Bless him.
TRIPLE J BLISS
An avid triple j listener’s heaven, Splendour offered Goyte, Boy and Bear, Seeker Lover Keeper, Architecture in Helsinki, and countless others, to the hungry music loving masses. Goyte’s, ‘Somebody I Used To Know’, literally caused a break in the sound barrier with fans screaming for his talent – and when Kimbra walked on stage…well, let’s just say my ears will be ringing until next year’s festival.
Boy and Bear’s popular version of ‘Fall at Your Feet’, by Crowded House, was an easy gig for them as their smooth harmonies were lost in the enthusiastic vocals of the audience. A pity…this was my favourite tune of last year and I was ecstatic to hear the first beats…but inspiring nonetheless to witness the spell such a song holds.
KANYE WEST
Hmmm. Personally, I don’t see how he fits at Splendour – and as people joined us in commando rolling down the amphitheatre hill during his set – I imagine they didn’t get it either…
FASHION
Check out these tights. Gotta love festival attire.
CAMPING
Oh – the beer bongs, the frantic scampering to hide smuggled alcohol from roaming volunteers, the 70 deep line of girls hopeful for a shower at 6am, the dancing on top of bouncing utes, the waking up on a steep lean curled up at the end of the tent with dew dripping in your eye, the hysterical laughter at 2pm sitting around piles of last night’s rubbish, contemplating the long, hung-over trek back in to the festival – all set amidst valleys, forest and the majestic view of the Glasshouse Mountains.
Let’s all just forget the feeling of packing up 'said' camp on Monday under a dark cloud of ‘festival ending depression’ and 3 day old crusted make-up.
MISCELLANIOUS
A random porn show. Yes…people writhing on a circular red bed with body suits sporting rather large sexual organs, simulating sex scenes.
Strange…but all in all…spectacularly Splendid.
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