Again...the plan changes ……We check out the Google/YouTube party line-up...none!  Easy access for badges so, we decide to go see Nick Waterhouse and Lee Fields at the Hype hotel.


Nick Waterhouse comes on with three backup singers, saxophone and a great rock-a-billy blues sound. A rocking band and a great start...the kid really gets the people moving!


Next up, Lee Fields!  He is like a smaller version of Charles Bradley...but with more energy!  This young/old guy sings for the ladies and they sing back...if only I had half of this senior citizens soul or charm!!  Fantastic set!!


Then a quick run up to see Cults and Frankie Rose at the aforementioned You Tube/Google party.  Cults are perfectly dreamy and a great sunny band to listen to in the beating sun!  Frankie Rose fits right in as well; though everyone including the band seems to be suffering from the night before, and that morning feeling but, both bands get a great response.  




Wedneday ...first full day in Austin...lets jump in! 

Start off by wandering up toward Mohawk to see django django but we have a little time. Why not go into Paste magazine party, get some early cool sounds and beers. Sandra shops for lovely Tretorn shoes on display and then listen to a kick ass New Orleans band called mynameisjohnmichael   fantastic horns, great New Orleans blues rock sound with a dynamic energetic little singer who has the spirit of some great performers in him like Springsteen.  It’s great how these little side trips turn out so well


Now to Mohawk.  django django are first on, club offers some great viewing spots so crowd looks sparse but by the time the band gets into their 3rd song...everyone is paying attention   I did love the record so am particularly happy that they can pull it off live, great fun, like a funky Byrds at times, fun to watch especially when 3 of the 4 band members play keyboards at once and everyone agrees!


Inside Mohawk its Husky performing. I didn’t know much about these guys but they are a solid 4 piece with beautiful harmonies. and a great front guy


Outside now for Kindness, a funky awkward long haired white guy singing funky pop songs ...good band and back up singers, they have their moments.



Realised after dinner that Campfire Trails show did not start until 9pm so got antsy and decided to push my luck and hit another club first.  

Hype hotel with a huge line was starting Tuesday night and first band of the evening was Oberhofer..lots of buzz about this Brooklyn band so we took the chance, and though there was a huge line, badges went on in.


The spirited, Strokes"ish" Oberhofer hit the stage and these kids were fantastic, highlight of the evening for sure. Young but very polished, energetic little fellas, floppy haired and rocking. it was a hoot. 


Then it was off to Bat Bar for Campfire Trails night. First off,. Apache Relay.  Almost Dry the River but not quite there, their set was haunted by what I thought was no vocals audible for the first few songs. This turned out to be an issue all night.  Good little band with a little Springsteen thrown in with a cover of State Trooper. 



Supersonic Festival The Custard Factory, Digbeth, Birmingham, 21-23 Oct 2011



Supersonic - probably one of the most original festivals around.  Musicians mix with the

audience, as both get the same – to see challenging new music, and acts who rarely

play live in the UK. The setting is perfect - huge railway arches shelter eclectic food

vendors, and a narrow bridge over an urban river provides a crossing between venues,

which include warehouses and an old library, which ironically plays host to some of the

loudest bands.


And loud is the order of the day. Electric Wizard, Wolves in the Throne Room, Skull

Defects (wonderful repeated rhythms, SO loud)…but one of the most powerful sounds of

the whole weekend is the final track by aPAtT (think I got that right),  a Sunn 0)) ‘pastiche’

which echoes around the room and shakes you to your core. Serious or an expertly played



Interpreting humour was a big issue for me this year – lots of Scandinavian bands, all

with a weird sense of humour. Circle – great band, very heavy, but are they being ‘ironic’

looking like a hair metal tribute band? Not until the singer stuffs his water bottle down the

front of his spandex tights, do we finally know the answer for sure. Turbonegro – they

dress like the Village People, with sailors hats, bowler hats and handlebar moustaches –

and play like a pub band playing punk anthems. Great fans, biggest mosh of the weekend,

who dress in matching badged denim like 70s Quo-ites. Ironic, post –ironic, or just having

a laugh?  And does it even matter? Not just the Scand bands either -the Secret Chiefs,

 in monks hoods and a net curtain hijab, play wonderful versions of Dallas soundtracks.

The funniest words came from Pekko Kappi describing the subjects of his eerie folk drones

 – as in ‘this one’s about a woman so evil that her husband sent her to hell and she beat

up all the demons’.


Maybe the really big names of last year were absent – and the planned collaboration

between David Tibet of Current 93 and jazz rockers Zu fell through for some reason –

but its those bands we’ve never heard of that make the weekend so special. For  example,

Klaus Kinski rocked the library – rampant energy, indie jazz rock, and a singer with a

penchant for self-abuse not seen since the salad days of Iggy Pop. A charmingly quiet

chap afterwards, onstage he French-kissed his guitarist, beat his head til it bled with what

he afterwards told me was a sock full of drawing pins (do all singers carry these, in case

they get the urge?!), then rolled on said pins, finally mounting the amps to walk perilously

along the gantry. Now I didn’t know they could do this, but the backdrop people can type

messages in extreme circumstances – and he was rewarded with a big white on black

blast of ‘Get Down You Dick’!


Those backdrops are another star of the festival – works of art in themselves, in keeping

with the variety of media used in the festival. Its not just music. Occasionally the images

are so striking they detract from the musicians – as when Mike Watts quirky songs were

given a backing of lurid images from old horror and porn movies. Perhaps they were

practising for Drunk in Hell or whoever.


Overall a great, warm experience, made even more special by the volunteer staff,

the enthusiasm of all who play here, and the wonderful duration of the Capsule girls who

organise it – truly a fans festival!

Kevin Hand




Our fourth visit to the Larmer Tree Gardens for the End of the Road festival reveals a few changes. New main stage (Woods), new pathway and entrance to the site from the car park (which was the only real negative issue all weekend, being a trolley-busting experience made up of large sharp rocks) and a new layout meaning a wider expanse and no overcrowding on the site. I would guess the capacity was around the 8,000-10,000 mark and still a ‘small’ festival...


A great selection of food and a brilliant selection of beers and just like the Green Man festival, a nice, friendly mix of people of all ages. What everyone had in common was with an appreciation of the music, their surroundings and fellow festival-goers. I really cannot recommend this festival highly enough along with Green Man - they are both just perfect weekends, whatever the weather.

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