End of the Road 2012 may just have been the best in a while. Highlights included:
* The Treasure Hunt (uh-huh! a treasure hunt! Oh, appeal to the competitor in me, why don’t you. And NO, I don’t think it was for children, it was too frickin’ hard. I couldn’t finish it…ugh)
* Snake Wagon (Seriously, watching a very inebriated member of The Low Anthem throw his money into the audience, because the lyrics of the song everyone else is singing tell him to do this, is beyond funny…)
* Speaking As Gaeilge in the queue for the toilets at the disco-in-the-woods stage. No I don’t know what we were saying either.
* Dancing ’til the wee hours in front of the cider bus…mmmm, hot cider….
* Grandaddy (argh! finally! live!). Grizzly Bear. Alt J. The Acorn (an Acorn really, just Rolf Klausener and a guitar). Patti Smith (I get the hype now). I Break Horses. Beach House. Alabama Shakes (twice). First Aid Kit. Jeffrey Lewis and the Junkyard (twice) and their Sonnet Youth project and History of Punk on the Lower East Side (been a while!). Lanterns on the Lake. The Antlers. William Elliott Whitmore (swoon). Futureheads a capella in the Tipi. I could go on.
* Watching The Muppets in the cinema tent while the rain was torrential outside, and then it stopping just in time for us to get pancakes for breakfast and play Ringo; Music Bingo in the open air at the secret stage.
* Katie drinking ALL the vodka. Yes Katie, I’m telling the world. 🙂
* Peter Broderick no longer part of the line-up. What happened, Peter? Didn’t you know I had brought a crowd to the Garden Stage just for you? Didn’t you know I’d been singing your praises to all and sundry before discovering you weren’t actually playing? Devastated is not a strong enough word… (s’ok, though, I forgive you; only ‘cos you’re great)
* and that’s all.
The sign for the Woods stage was taken over by hoodlums
As the sun goes down, with Alabama Shakes on the stage
All the years I’ve been going to this festival; all the times I’ve seen peacocks/hens (so many there), and this is the first time I’ve seen chicks!
Early morning sun
I got a Lego head-torch at Bristol airport. Best. Purchase. Ever.
I took pleasure from making the Lego man dance…
I got camping matches. They don’t go out, even when your fingers are on fire. Freaky.
As usual, there was a good mix of the arty stuff to keep you occupied when you need a musical break (hmm, who ever needs a musical break? Lets say, “to keep you occupied between meals” instead. Because EOTR is as much about eating and planning your food breaks as it is about music).
Gary described these savoury waffles as tasting “like angels”. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen someone enjoy an item of food so much…
I mean, just look at that satisfied smile!
BOOOOOOOFFFF!!!! BOP! ARGHHH!
Hanging…babies? Angels? Creepy, either way.
Making a feature out of the large soggy spot on the festival site (the result of a manky “summer”).
Mini cardboard EOTR
One of the clues for the Treasure Hunt.
This camera is still a mystery to me. The middle distance tent is in much better focus than the odd horsie-men hybrids (it’s the reason for this photo after all, quality tent)…
A metaphor for the weekend that was.
Last years photos can be found here.
Cameras used are Nikon Coolpix S3100, iPhone 4s, Lomo Sardinia, Holga SF and Canon EOS 3000.