Friday saw the first Australian leg of the Warped Tour since 2002, bringing with it the weight of punk rock folklore. On entry to the RNA Showgrounds, festival goers were welcomed by 35 degree heat, the smell of vinyl tents and one big-arse half pipe. I settled in for a long day in front of the outdoor stage which played host to the more punk end of Warped’s musical spectrum; with the indoor stage leaning towards metalcore. As more of the band shirt brandishing masses rolled in there was an anticipatory buzz of expectation. The crowd comprised largely of a generation who’d made a yearly ritual of staring longingly at the US tour’s line-up and now finally came their chance experience the legendary festival for themselves.
Cherry Fest is one of the last remaining bastions of authentic rock festivals, which attracts punters who like their music loud, hard and dirty. It’s small enough to enable the old rock veterans to shuffle from one stage to the next, and has ample watering holes to parch the thirst of the throng. Another bonus is that there are no playing time clashes, adding to our viewing pleasure.
Our good friends at Hallyu Magazine brings us this review of the Sundown Festival which brought together some of the finest musicians in the Asian region to Singapore. Review by Son Ju Eun.
Having attended the University of Wollongong for four years and lived in the city throughout that period, I cannot stress what a joy it was to see an event like The Farmer & The Owl take place. Even more of a joy, was the fact it was run so effectively and efficiently.
No matter the line-up, the exceptional venue will always be at primary reason for attending the annual Harbourlife festival. That’s not to say this year’s 10th anniversary line-up was lacking, by any means. Carl Craig, Jacques Lu Cont and David August headed a small line-up of quality, authentic dance music; the kind that does away with watered-down pop-infused nonsense and really gives Sydney’s dance enthusiasts a reason to celebrate.
Hits & Pits is fast becoming a calendar fixture for the most devoted of punks. I’m not talking about your average mall punk either. The Hi-Fi was packed with the most die hard of black clad mohawked punk rockers, spanning a vast mixture of generations. Booking a lineup heavy on scene legends, produced some brilliant moments and some grand disappointments. The first coming before the festival had even begun, with the news that The Ataris wouldn’t be appearing on behalf of Kristopher Roe’s fear of flying.
The last day is here. I write this in a state of both sadness and joy, because I have seen so many great bands perform in front of pretty enthusiastic crowds. NYC really likes to cheer and woo for their entertainment, and it’ll be something I really miss from this city. Then again, I’m sitting here from home writing this while relaxing with a pillow behind my head instead of some busy Starbucks or windy park. It’s a welcome respite.
Though there wasn't a Saturday afternoon block party to close things out this year, they retained an outdoor stage and made that the centrepiece of a day of fantastic music and comedy over eight stages. I kicked off the final day of Culture Collide with Japanese solo artist SiMoN, who accompanied lyrics in his native tongue with the electric guitar. It was quite slow and often reminiscent of Sigur Ros, both in pace and the tendency to combine random English phrases with the native language. An apt, if not surprising, way to start off the day.
It was a day of redemption today. I am not going to stay up any later than 1am. I am not going to fall asleep during gigs. I’m not going to be that insane bottle of a person who lies in the corner writing tour diaries in the press centre corner for two hours fixing grammar rather than enjoying music.
What an incredible 10 days films, open talks, events, party zone, flashmobs and of course the Asian film market and special appearance by a typhoon… but just like the movies, the sun came out on the final day. Review by Sofie Blichfeldt
Staying up until 3am last night broke the record of staying up until 1am on the 16th October for me. The range of places that I went to varied insanely - too much probably. Going from living-room sized tiled rooms underneath restaurants to larger rooms that could fill hundreds of people was an experience and a half for a music lover like. But there was a downside, that being that my head was spinning, I'm getting a sore throat and I think I'm dying in one slow churning process because f it.
Considering that your dear writer was up until 1:25am last night, it would be good to assume that grogginess would take over on day two. But never fear! There is a feeling of invincibility in me at the moment. But it should be noted that there should be emphasis on the words 'at the moment'. Grogginess will take over sometime, but let us not dwell on that, there is music goodness to report on!
Having enjoyed the five bands making themselves known on the outdoor World Stage, it was time to head indoors. First up, I caught Perth's The Novocaines at the festival's newest venue addition, the Lot 1 Cafe.
SXSW’s little sibling has started off with a nice little bang with absorbing light shows, flamenco twang and a side dish of weird feedback and noise. A wide scope of bands have made their presence known to New Yorkers already and parties have begun in earnest. Here's our update of Day One.
The second night of festivities at Culture Collide proved to be a massive one, with the event introducing an outdoor stage as part of the weekend showcases. This in turn replaced what used to be a free all-day "block party" for the general public. The result is something more intimate, though capturing the great vibes that made the Saturday event so special.