Best Of The Bunch: Splendour In The Grass 2016
2016, you’re coming to a highly anticipated end and we’re mighty glad to be seeing the back of ya (don’t let the door hit you on the way out!) Whether you’re counting down the days by way of a $6 advent calendar or daydreaming about how lush Childish Gambino’s funky new LP will sound as it echoes out over the grassy hills of Falls, the summer festival season is upon us and there’s a damn fine amount of talent ringing in the New Year and beyond on our sunny shores.
All this festival talk has got us reminiscing about our favourites from the year gone by and we can’t go past a little gem known as Splendour in the Grass – perhaps you’ve heard of it? Yeah, yeah, puckish remarks aside, Splendour is like scoring free admission to a waterslide park. Assuming you’re not battling a torrential downpour, you’re destined to have a good time no matter who you’re with. Here’s a handful of keen-eyed observations from this year’s event courtesy of our ever-so-keen eyes:
• Like a modern day Michael Hutchence, The 1975’s Matty Healy is capable of breaking hearts and launching sexual awakenings with every hip thrust and burst of neon pink lighting.
• If Sigur Rós weren’t autonomous beings who actually had things to do and places to be we’d gladly have them sing us to sleep each night, such is the dreaminess of their Icelandic post-rock.
• Body glitter is IN, stick-on bindis are OUT. Lacy bralettes, crushed velvet and wide-brim felt hats also found favour with the crowd, as did a couple of grossly ill-advised Indian headdresses. A shout-out to all others who embraced the wildly impractical in the name of faaarshion, darling.
• We’re still utterly convinced that if The Kills’ Alison Mosshart were a president, she’d be Baberaham Lincoln.
• City Calm Down reminded us that we continue to miss the magic of Bowie each and every day with their spot on rendition of ‘Let’s Dance’.
• Violent Soho have the uncanny ability of attracting the loosest of units and most raucous of sing-alongs. HELL FUCK YEAH!
• Regardless of the queue, Byron Bay Organic Doughnuts are a life-affirming choice at 11am or 11pm and you’ll want to suck every last speck of cinnamon sugar off your pudgier-by-the-minute fingers.
• In a white tracksuit with her own mug emblazoned on it, Santigold couldn’t get enough of herself and neither could we.
• Matt Corby is in possession of one of the country’s most unique and hauntingly beautiful sets of pipes this side of Tina Arena. It’s no wonder he packed out his tent whilst The Cure notched up a whopping 30 songs over at the main stage amphitheatre.
Thankfully a picture is worth a thousand words and photographer Peter Zaluzny was on ground all weekend long, working up a sweat as he legged it between stages to bring you one heck of a snapshot from this year’s fest. Flick through our best-of Splendour in the Grass gallery below featuring Tegan and Sara, Flume, Courtney Barnett and more.