DrunksDiSsers has written the following articles:
From the archive... There’s something beautiful about the Green Man Festival, stowed away as it is on a Welsh hillside, children and soap bubbles flitting everywhere as sheep wander the fields behind the main stage. It also has the best festival food, bar none...»
It’s the Truck that nearly never was: the tenth in a series, an anniversary to be proud of, but one so nearly ruined irreparably by the summer’s inclement weather (to say the least). Rescheduled, the Oxfordshire two-dayer battled on, staged over September 22-23, and DiS was there to catch the action...»
Widely regarded as one of the best new festivals on the British circuit, End Of The Road brings the summer season to a close – the rescheduled Truck excepted in this instance – with not so much a bang, but more a dainty shuffle and a fizz-pop. Eclectic within a field though its line-up is, there’s a quality control evident that’s not always obvious at such boutique – whatever – events. To cut a not-long-really story shorter: it’s quite The Good...»
Send one DiS writer to the first-ever Connect festival? We think not. Here, three intrepid festival-goers – Jordan Dowling, Dom Gourlay and Dave Kerr – bring us their experiences of three days that can only be summarised as: a muddy festival in Inveraray, Scotland. With some ace bands, as it happened…»
Four days is a long time in festival terms, and like the sunless days that envelop the north of the country during the winter, it helps if there’s a bottle handy to steel yourself for its lingering embrace.»
DiS sends five of its finest out east for the first-ever Field Day festival. On-the-day gripes aside - beer and toilet queues being the biggest thorn in the debut festival's side - in hindsight the bill was one of the best around this summer. DiS gets stuck into it...»
Fatigue’s taking its toll, the money’s all but gone – no use denying it, DiS is in dire need of a kick in the pants.»
Dee-ah wun in dah Øya Festival… Oslo seems like a funny place. I was kind of half-expecting a palatial never-never land spirited away amongst the endless pines, but it looks kind of… ordinary. A bit scruffy-looking, with a predilection for buildings daubed in quirky shades of yellow and pink...»
Remembered through a haze, of dust, drink and sunshine, this was never going to be the most factual account. But it’s probably the most accurate version of events at the 19th Dour Festival, courtesy of Tom King and Adam Anonymous…»
Latitude has swiftly become a deep-rooted fixture on an ever expanding festival circuit, offering weary Glastonbury revellers an opportunity to recharge under the Suffolk sun and various meeejia folks the chance to check out a series of fine 'adult-orientated' headliners. DiS dispatched a handful of critical sorts to Henham Park, in Southwold, and asked them to select their personal standouts and new DiScoveries...»
DiS heads to Barcelona for the second time this year - following Primavera at the end of May - for Summercase. What we find: a drunk Lily Allen, a chilled-out Chemical Brothers, and some dodgy scotch...»
For a whole week, we barely touched a drop: too expensive, too cold, not a thing like what us Brits are used to. A dry county, Hove might as well have been; not a sip, not a tipple. For a week, teetotal. Lies: we just didn’t eat...»
It serves them right to suffer. While some of us sat scratching our arses from the comfort of our living rooms, occasionally pushing the red button to keep Jo Whiley at bay, some idiots actually went to Glastonbury. But we're not bitter. No. It would have been nice to have an invite, but that's all history now. Here, DiS’s Ben Patashnik, Joshua Cole and Georgina Terry attempt to fashion coherent narratives from their weekends of mud-soaked madness…»
T’other weekend, London’s Hyde Park played host to the now annual (and twin-site) O2 Wireless Festival. DiS was on site to catch some of the acts. Not literally, you understand – that would require a net too large for men of our stature to handle...»
Don’t want to read everything? Fair enough. In short, Primavera Sound ‘07 featured sun, sea, and almost no sand at all. There was some grass, and concrete, and a number of stages. Bands and DJs performed on them, and DiS danced. Yes, yes we did. And we didn’t get sunburned...»
Dot To Dot has happened. Been, gone, ain’t coming back for 12 or so flips of your tits ‘n’ ass Max Power calendar. Missed it? Too bad. We didn’t, and here is what we’re calling Some Words To Prove It. Or: Dot To Dot: the DiS Review...»
In keeping with the spirit of the ATP Versus The Fans festival, here we present the experiences of three DiS writers as well as three fans. Here’s hoping they don’t put the ‘professionals’ out of a job...»
DrownedinSound.com went to All Tomorrow’s Parties’ The Dirty Three-curated weekender at the end of April. We arrived full of excitement, bubbling like freshly poured pints of £3-a-pop lager. Then we drank too many £3-a-pop lagers and fell over the garden furniture outside our chalet. Loudly. And annoyed our neighbour. Sorry...»
At the end of last week, on April 19 and 20, DrownedinSound.com went to Camden. This is nothing particularly unusual – our sorry, drunken bodies can be found slumped over the back of chairs in the north London borough most weekends – but this time we traveled up the Northern Line for a special occasion: The Camden Crawl...»
From the archive... A whole heap o' bands from acoustica to indie schmindie to rock and synthpop. Truck had it all. Again. Some of DiS' writers were there to take it all on...»
