Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Shambala


A colourful festival full of good food, good music, all kinds of therapy and a lot of really annoying kids. Yes it’s a very young festival, which makes some of the older people there look a bit silly in their baggy pants and beads. 
There were lots of great fairly unknown bands playing, with my standout being Rae, a Jazz folk trio whose lead singer sounds similar to Joanna Newsom. There were not many ‘headline’ acts although Ghostpoet and Willy Mason did put in an appearance and played blinding sets.
It’s not that I didn’t like this festival it’s just I found it hard to take it seriously. The wristbands say ‘People’s Republic’ on them and it advertises itself as a place where the audience have a say in what goes on. But it just didn’t work for me as there seemed to be a clash between the ‘do gooders’ who wanted to save the world and do Yoga in fields (I met a lady who broke her finger when a large tub of Hummus fell out of her fridge and she was a Yoga teacher...you can’t write this stuff) and the kids who just want to rave and get drunk. 
It culminated in a festival that had a lot of missed opportunities, the main one being the Woods, which looked as if they were going to be this amazing area full of installations and wonderous arty things. In the end it turned out to be a wood with a mildly impressive DJ/treehouse, some cardboard cut outs and a lot of wasted hippies.

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