Falls - Day One
So we were a little behind the eight ball after a slow getaway from Melbourne and the snail's pace traffic into the camping ground (actually, a think a snail would've beaten us in and got a much better spot). But we managed to get ourselves to the Valley Stage by the time Seasick Steve started strutting his stuff. Before we could finish the sentence "um, who is that old guy?" we got swept up in the hoedown. Which then became a mass hose down once the security guards started spraying the overheating crowd to cool down (those security guys secretly love it and why do they always aim the jets of water straight at your fricking head?!) After a few refreshing bevvies we settled in for Sarah Blasko who is just... just... so gorgeously lovely. Such a lady, she still wore a quirkily pretty button-up dress despite the overwhelming heat (it just wouldn't be the same to see Sarah wearing some cut off denim shorts and a singlet like the rest of us now, would it?) Here's a rather grainy pic of her here - I know it's from far away but I'm just so in awe I felt it was appropriate to keep my distance (plus I was drenched by that point and didn't need another dousing from security). Things then cooled down as it got darker and Wolfmother did their thing. I saw Wolfmother quite recently at The Palace, which was a solid show, but I found myself not that fired up by it - which could just be me but I heard some mutterings in the crowd along the lines of "oh, them again." Maybe they should be a bit more aloof on the festival scene and play a bit less, I don't know? Appropriately rugged up in their signature red tracky daks were Datarocked who, like, totally rocked. Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa falls day one, over and out.