Field Day 07

Originally meant to be posted sometime around the actual event but better late than never m_therfucka!

Tisket A tasket.

All I can say is for everyone that was present at the very first Field Day a couple of years ago, there’s no way it could ever be topped – breaks and house were exploding across Sydney, it had a strong sense of excitement and you just can’t beat the intimacy of what was a much smaller festival. What is Field Day? Well it’s basically one of the city’s most iconic events and biggest and best parties in the world held in the grassy Domain each year on the 1st of January. This time Ferret Boy and I invaded the scene, and left a lasting impression with intoxication, fornication, and thrashing our collective....well you get the rest.

By the time we reached the Domain at 2:30 odd the clouds had dispersed and the sun was starting to come out – revealing a glorious sunny blue day that never really got too hot. First up was straight Concert Stage for a little bit of Crazy Penis. Expectations were high for these guys after cracking live performances at both Parklife and Good Vibrations in years gone by, but what the crowd got was an all-too-chilled set that would have been better off over in the Jazz Lounge. It’s hard to say exactly what happened here: perhaps there was too much unfamiliar new material being dropped or maybe the cavernous space of the Main Stage didn’t work for their particular brand of disco funk. What worked so well in creating a ‘festival’ atmosphere at Parklife last year didn’t quite hit the spot this time.

Mylo was another of the big names to hit the Main Stage before the sun went down, and for someone with a reputation as an extremely popular producer but an average DJ, he did a whole lot better than expected. Fortunately for us, The Freestylers with their always subliminal breaks and the UK Duo Plump DJs nu-school dance ‘anthems’ came through in the clutch both delivering mind blowing performances that rocked the crowd. Other great acts from what I can remember were Kid Kenobi, Kaskade and an impressive international lineup featuring Tom Neville, Jamie Lidell and Switch. But anyway enough of that, I’m starting to feel like I’m writing a Lightfoot review…perhaps I should write about the quality of the water in the dunnies to make it sound more legitimate?

During the show I managed to capture these two kids pulling some kind of crazy freestyle. I was kind of hoping the guy in the checkered shirt was going to stack it and land on his arse, but sadly it didn’t come close to how it played out in my mind.



...In fact this what I always think when someone comes blowing by on a fucking push bike, flashing a hand-plant on a skater, jump ropes, trampolines, you name it...I often wonder if I’m the only kid who thinks like this?...Maybe I’m just sadistic.

I’m going to leave you what turned out to be the highlight of the trip for mine and I think Ferret Boy will agree. During our drive up to Sydney, we saw this kid in the Marulan Kentucky Fried Chicken line up. Boys and girls I give you.....Rednut. :)



Hehe what a cut little freak! If the gay arse red haired mullet wasn’t enough, he managed to package the entire presentation in an extremely tight fitting salmon colored wife beater, so tight that you can clearly see the outline of the spine running down the middle of his back. Standing all of 5 foot 4, the guy was clearly the membrane straight off his old mans cock. What a sight, luckily I composed myself and remembered I had my phone with me at the time, because this fine specimen was definitely something worth remembering. In fact I remember Ferret saying something along the lines of erecting a statue out of the Bogan when we got back home....if only.

Oh yeah..and I’ll rip down the basket.

Love Debs.