Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Festival Food Part III - knockanstockan

Knockanstockan we love you.
First up lets hear it for the fact that posibbly one of the best festivals of the summer is in fact a voluntarily run festival....I think only the security and the guys doing the clean up get paid. So no, not even the organisers earn a crust out of it. I'll tell ya theres a few large promoters in this country who could definately do with taking a leaf out of their book.

You sometimes get a bit disheartened working at big festivals, especially when the weather's not on your side, your tent is blowing away, the electricity keeps cutting out and someone has just tried to steal your sign and you kinda wonder....why are we doing this again? Knockanstockan reminded us why we love what we do. Small crowd of genuine people, beautiful setting, real heart and effort gone into the production and great music. Definate highlight was the north strand kontra band and captain magic jammin at 4am in the production barn. Definate lowlight was being denied a swim in the lake on saturday, but hey, its kind of understandable. Safety first.
We were really gaggin for that swim though.






Friday, July 17, 2009

Backbones

Have we ever told you how great our staff are??





Festival Food Part II - Street Performers

Possibly Ireland's best festival at the moment for sheer entertainment value the Street Performance World Championships is an absolute winner. From 20,000 people attending in Dublin three years ago to 120,000 in Cork and Dublin this year...what can we say. The concept is so simple, the performers perform and you pay what you think they deserve. No strings attached, no obligations, no entry fees, no mud, no messiness just good clean fun. And they are seriously the BEST street performers in the world.

This is where we started out last year. The lads gave us our first shot at a stall without even knowing what kind of food we do (thanks for the blind faith Conor and Mark). This year we went down to Cork with them, which was great... but Dublin was mayhem. Feckin mayhem! Every round at the after party was a double and a shot - a small example of how mad the weekend was.
Bring on next year