SPLENDOUR IN THE GRASS


Splendour In The Grass. Holy shit, that just happened.

My mind has been completely blown and now feels like it has been dragged from the amphitheater stage over to the mix up tent on the sole of somebody’s shoe, then come unstuck outside of the Smirnoff tent, trampled on by the migrating heard of festival zombies, and then left inside a port-a-potty.

The three day festival was jam packed with talented artists from all over the globe, as well as tens of thousands of festival goers who were down with anything and everything that got thrown at them.

You have to look at Splendour as a marathon. There are those who are quick out the gate and end up burning out before things even kick into gear (Thursday night in Byron is always a trap). Then there are those who don’t mind dabbling in any performance enhancing drugs to see themselves through to the end; and lets put it this way, if the anti-doping authority were to drug test those competing in this marathon, most athletes would be disqualified. There are also those endurance performers who keep a steady pace throughout the event and eventually go hard at the end, making it over the line with style and grace. Then there are the spectators (pussies), and the people that get flat out Oscar Pistorius.

But with a marathon there can only be one winner, and this year it had to go to Lily Allen’s camel toe. The sultry UK pop pixie even asked the crowd mid set whether they would prefer if she went backstage and put on a pair of jeans or if they would like her to keep prancing around in her fluro pink people eaters. The crowd chose the latter. God bless you Lily.

Headliners OutKast put on a stellar performance opening with the ‘Stankonia’ classic B.O.B and pulling the biggest crowd of the event. There was plenty of onstage chemistry between the Atlanta duo–Big Boi and Andre’ 3000–who effortlessly swapped verses over their backlog of hits.

Foals, who filled in for Two Door Cinema Club, had us in stitches during their backstage interview, and then they stormed the main stage to turn Splendour on its head for Day 2.

Other amazing performances included the raw sounds of Violent Soho, Childish Gambino (who must have consumed the 1kg of drugs that the sniffer dogs seized at the festival gates, because the dude was on fire and wouldn’t keep still), Foster The People, Future Islands (best dance moves ever), The Acid, Sky Ferreira (mega babe), Interpol (obviously), The Preatures, and DZ Deathrays to name a few.

As expected the Monday journey home was a fucking nightmare. Having eaten nothing but Pluto Pups for the last 4 days, I felt relieved to eat an oven pizza in the comfort of my own home. Splendour 2014 you absolutely delivered and consumed my soul. Thank you very much.

Words & Photo’s: Lincoln Jubb & James Thomson / About LST Night

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