The legendary All Tomorrow’s Parties Weekender is drawing to a close, and Sunday will be the last party for the music event that changed festivals forever. Boy, what fun we had. ATP - the acronym it became better known by - was set up in 1999 by Australian Barry Hogan, but there was something very British about it at first, thanks in part to its location at the Butlins holiday camp in Camber Sands.
'Muse - Live At Rome Olympic Stadium' 'The first live music film in 4K', goes the big sell, and the mind boggles. 4K?!? What sort of Terminator–style 28th Century technology is that? Will we be wrestled to the ground at the cinema's doors and surgically implanted with new hyperlinked electronic eyeballs that allow us to literally climb inside Matt Bellamy's head during 'Uprising', play the 'Knights Of Cydonia' riff and experience his real-life sensations of Freddie-aping rock star euphoria?
Think about this. Sunday 29 June 2014. Metallica playing ‘Enter Sandman’ on Glastonbury’s legendary Pyramid Stage. Flames, fireworks and riffs so loud buildings fall down in Bristol. Worthy Farm has never seen the like of it. In Metallica’s 30-year (plus) history they’ve never played it, and in Glastonbury’s glorious 43 years they’ve never hosted them. But now is the right time. In an interview with NME last month guitarist Kirk Hammett said the band were set to get in the studio and “tour Europe” in summer 2014. The first minor indication that something may be brewing.
From space rock wig outs to industrial bltizkriegs and electronic meanderings, the two-day Liverpool Psych Fest – held last month at former warehouse-cum-arts space Camp & Furnace – truly reflected what a diverse and sometimes contradictory term ‘psych’ has become in 2013. A movement that’s undoubtedly gaining momentum, despite lacking a clear definition, this communal gathering saw the likes of Hookworms, Moon Duo and Dead Meadow all play, but also a brilliant crop of new or hitherto unheralded acts.
The nights are drawing in, the sky has turned the colour of dank washing up water and the summer seems so far away now that it might as well be a Daily Mail apology. You need light at the end of the tunnel and your salvation - getting your hands on a ticket to next year’s Glastonbury - has been dashed due to overwhelming demand yet again. If you’ve missed out, don’t despair! Just last week a bloke on the bus told me 2014’s headliners would be Dizzee Rascal, Ned’s Atomic Dustbin, and Queen and Olly Murs.