Coconut DF Live @ Brewerfest Lincoln Wolds, Lincolnshire 21-23 July 2006
This last weekend there was a 3 day event festival in the beautiful Rolling hills of the Lincolshire Wolds. Coconut DF was headlining on saturday night, so it was time to get my weekend bag, my Sony Cybershot T-1, escape from the hell that is Madrid city this days and travel to Lincoln.
I was warned there was a 'Heat Wave' in England at the time, but whatever it was going to be I was pretty sure it couldnt be worst than in Spain. And it was very hot indeed! So I decided to make my way to England on friday morning.
Dave Fielding&Becky told me before about this small festival and his beautiful surroundings, and to be honest it didnt dissapoint me a bit. I didnt go to Manchester this time because I thought from Luton was easier to get to Lincoln, driving through Peterborough, Newark etc..you only have to get the A1 M motorway.
The countryside wasnt that beautiful like the Peak District is I have to say, and I guess the fact that I went in the middle of a 'Heat Wave' helped to gave me the feeling that the fields looked very dry. It did remind me a bit the Castillian fields near Madrid.
So once in Lincoln I meet my friends Gaz&Ness and we payed a quick visit to 'Cherry Willingham Cricket Club' where Gaz is a member, and after help them watering the pitch for an upcoming game, we decided to head to the Festival to have our first contact with the place.
The Brewerfest is located in the Lincoln Wolds, on the way to Skegness on the East coast. The Festival is placed right in top of a hill. The views from there are fantastic. Beautiful golden-green fields with that contrast of darkness and bright light you can get in England. It wasn’t really that high, like, let’s say, on the Pyrenees but it was special nonetheless.
You can’t get a more typical English countryside than this, can you?
The whole festival atmosphere was very relaxing, and the place wasn’t crowded at all, and that is a bonus during a festival. There were even families with kids along with other caravan-travelling creatures plus the warmth of the locals helped to make you feel really comfortable.
Friday night was a rock-metal orientated night. Some of the bands reminded me of a pastiche of Pantera and Slipknot sound. Metal and Angst basically.
I didn’t pay much attention to the music to be honest, as we just arrived and we were enjoying peeping on the surroundings of the fest, looking the shops or hanging around in the Dance tent and also saying hello to locals at the bar and other people we were bumping into we had met already during other gigs.
We sat and chatted and drank and also had a great home-grown smokes.
Dave gave me some new design Coconut DF t shirts. Nice one!
Saturday afternoon, after some shopping in Lincoln city centre, we picked up Gaz' light & smoke machine equipment with his van and we drove to the Brewerfest.
The sunset was coming soon and we could see the loaded clouds coming in the distance. Stunning light, golden fields half with sun half with those dark, stormy clouds, the perfect mix for an obsessed photographer like me.
Over few pints we watched some locals singing and playing the guitar, and also some spoken word. The show that was due outside had to be stopped. Bob Cairns played indoors too, and I have to say he was tremendous with the acoustic guitar!
So, as soon as the sky was clearing and the rain stopped, previous approval of the band, we decided to unload Gaz’ van and following his instructions we started to fix the lights in the main stage.
It was very exciting and a pleasure to help Gaz and CDF as a stage hand although it was a bit hard after few pints I have to say.
'Vinyl Collide', a local band was on first, and then a DJ lined right before CDF, scheduled around 11pm.
Coconut DF did their sound check and also played some 'intro'. More people were coming, the skies were finally clear and our excitement was increasing by the minute.
Mr. McGinty the DJ played a top set, about 45 minutes. Good dance-techno that made absolutely everybody there dance around.
As we were reaching the time, you could tell more and more people were getting closer to the main stage, others were sitting in little groups on the grass, all around.
As it was a hill, you could sit at any angle and enjoy the show with a perfect view.
Six bonfires were placed right on the middle.
This time, unlike during the last February gig in The Duke of Wellington, it was the full band with Paul 'Didge', Ralph Harris, and another percussionist who was supposed to play the drums, but they couldn’t fix everything in time. And what a superb show it was!
For about an hour CDF stormed the place. An intense release of energy
There are bands that have a better response to their recordings than they do live. With CDF it’s quite the opposite:
It has to be mentioned that all songs/performances are unrehearsed; in fact they only rehearse every time they play live but you certainly can’t tell when you see them live. They synchronize their instruments perfectly, a balanced melting pot of African drums, Australian didgeridoos and those English swirling, echoey guitars.
Paul 'Didge' was fantastic, he was very pleased to play that night, as it was his first gig with CDF for this year. And it seemed as if they had been playing together for ages! You should see him playing the didgeridoo live. (He does other solo live acts, mainly in Dance-Tribal Techno orientated festivals.) I can guarantee you have never seen anything like this before.
The show lasted roughly about an hour and ended with Bosnia. Bit short if you ask me, but a 'speaker' girl announced that they were running out of fuel for the generators so it was time for 'Chucky', The Human Beatbox, to join them on stage. The cherry on the cake. He is really good, and I’m sure you will hear about him on the near future.
Right after the show we had a nice chat near the fire with the band. Everybody was nice and content. The show went great and the band was very pleased about it.
'Didge' told Dave they were planning a second set on the Stage tent, and they seemed up for it. I’m pretty sure the party went on until silly hours in the morning, but unfortunately I couldn’t stay as I had to catch my flight the next morning. I was anyway very happy too and very satisfied with my weekend.
And with the milky way above us.....
By Pedro Vila, somewhere in Arguelles, Madrid. 26th July 2006