Devonian
Festivals all up in your festi-face
Hey fun
chimps!
Here I am to
fling some absolute laugh turds your way…metaphorically, of course.
This latest
instalment has the filthy theme of festivals of a Devon based nature running
throughout its core.
Firstly one
must declare that one’s retched self-spent the duration of these modern excuses
for casual flannel-esque weekends of false hedonism…as a market trader! Like an
absolute sell out, sure, I’m going to plug away here…especially after freshly
launching the new website…for all of the knowledge you seek punch in www.figureitoutphotography.co.uk or punch the chuffer into facebook.
Plymouth
Volksfest, a tantalising tasty little festivals based on the notion of life on
the road in some sort of variation of Volkswagen automobile…yet the festival
however could almost do with its name changing to Plymouth People with a
Limited Wallet & Vocabulary Fest. Although boasting quite the dreamy
musical line up including Blog favourite (may have excitedly informed you of
before) Mr.B The Gentleman Rhymer!!! Mad Dog McCrae…Sure. Countless others
relative South West music scene ‘Names’ finely crafting their sounds and skills
to highly intoxicated yet appreciative audience.
A strangely
enjoyable weekend was had by team Figure It Out! Photography once the ropiest
fair weather only Marquee £50 smackers on eBay with free delivery can buy a
young rascal had been bodge jobbed to an absolute art form. On a final count of
27 attempts ranging from physically attaching a guide rope to neighbouring
traders key cutting van to utilizing skills from boy scouts i.e. gaffer taping
sturdy sticks onto flaky metal shearing with every breeze. Oh not to mention
picketing an entire fence as an anchor…Pppbah!
Onto
LemonFest…oh Lemonfest, my little piece of summer perfection what a dream you
truly were. After binning the nosher of a Marquee for a weather hardened Transit,
instantly adopting the feel of being the long lost love child of Derek trotter,
a largely unavoidable consequence of selling stuff from/around a van. Again
perfect Devonian sunshine washed over us like summer which was actually longer
than a Tuesday afternoon! With some absolute musical finds coming in the
delectable shapes and forms of Ekul’s House, Owen Penrice & The Kingskins
not to mention the fittest and most adorable ginger topped acoustic female on
the planet Lucy Rose, on voice alone, she’d be able to launch a freshly creamed
turd into an audience… and nobody would move a muscle purely transfixed almost
paralysed by harmonic brilliance.
Another
noteworthy mention going to that of the sheer existence of Vimto Candy Sprays
which instantly mug your brain right off thinking thirst has been clenched yet
only providing a largely sugar based coating of the tongue.
Finally… you
can almost relax, Devon I’d like to congratulate you on your ever growing list
of incredible summer festivals, celebrating & gatherings of a joyous nature
ranging in taste, style & scale…long may such organised summer vibed skull
duggary continue.
Readers
allow the festival season to touch you whether appropriately or not in the most
sensual and spiritual of ways imaginable…whatever you choose to attend this
summer….friggin’ enjoy it!
Huge thanks
to the continuous support of A Kick Up The Arts without whom the above
experiences simply would not have been.
