Lakefest Festival 2026 – REVIEWED!

Lakefest 2026 – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Nestled at the foot of the Malvern Hills, Lakefest is an independent music and family festival that takes place in the stunning grounds of Eastnor Castle, Ledbury, Herefordshire. It’s an incredible location to host a festival, even if the recent spate of heatwaves has left the grass looking a little browner than usual.

The festival takes place over four days, bringing 20,000 revellers of all ages to this corner of Herefordshire. Attendees are treated to a wide variety of performances from legendary music artists, award winning cuisine and a vibrant mix of family friendly activities.

Eastnor Castle – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

The site is conveniently located near junctions 7 and 8 of the M5 motorway, providing straightforward access from Birmingham, Bristol and the Southwest. Lakefest were quick to point out the perils of following Sat Nav en route owing to the A449 between Malvern and Ledbury being closed and advising to allow extra time.

The campsites opened up on Wednesday afternoon, giving attendees new and old the chance to settle into their designated patches and get tents set up ready for action. That being said, a baffling lack of communication from organisers meant details of entry were only posted to social media two hours before gates opened! Considering there’d been plenty of other posts bearing less relevance in the build-up, it seems bonkers to post the important information just prior to opening and on channels available to a limited number – especially if folks are already on the way.

There was the expected amount of traffic as revellers arrived to pitch up ready for the next five days of action – with tailbacks causing some delays (definitely a route to avoid if you’re in the local area and not going to Lakefest!).

If you’re not driving to site, the most convenient train station is Ledbury, which has direct connections to Hereford, Worcester and Birmingham. You then need to get a taxi from Ledbury to the festival site, which is around two miles from the town centre with local services provided by A2B Taxis Ledbury, Ledbury Taxi Service and Ledbury Private Hire.

The Lakefest website referenced buses, but having had a browse online and through Stagecoach’s app I couldn’t find anything. There wasn’t anything referencing buses on the Eastnor Castle website either – so I don’t think that’s a goer.

Arriving on site and collecting wristbands I headed to the designated spot for press and set up my tent before heading off to explore the site.

On the way down the hill to the iconic LOVE LAKEFEST signs, there’s a section of the Berlin Wall sitting overlooking the valley below. It stands alone, next to a massive tree which has a rope swing attached that kids were using all weekend. It’s hard not to be moved by the jarring dichotomy between the concrete structure’s past and its new place in the world.

A section of the Berlin Wall in Eastnor Park! – Credit Summer Festival Guide

The site is laid out across a valley with the main arena in the centre and camping options either side. To the north of the site is the area allocated to glamping, accessibility camping, electric campervan pitches and other pitches earmarked by colours. In the south are areas marked out for general camping, fun camping and family camping – ensuring there’s plenty of chance to find the right spot for you and your party.

There was also the option to go All Inclusive, which meant a private camping area with the choice of your own tent, campervan or motorhome – or staying in pre-assembled bell tents. Those opting for the package also received access to a menu of food served throughout the day, including drinks, and perhaps most importantly fancier toilets and a WIFI connection. The latter definitely coming into its own as its pretty much zero coverage down in the valley.

The arena is split in half by a small waterway which has bridges across them. North of the brook is the Abbey Main Stage, VIP area, Cocktail Bar, Yamaha stage, The Greatest Show and Retrospective of House tents, the main bar and the vast majority of food vendors. To the south you had the Funky Town stage, Cheshire Cat Club, Road to Lakefest tent, BMX arena and The Willow garden area. The layout works pretty well, even if there’s a bit of a bottleneck on the bridge nearest to The Greatest Show tent where vendors are set up either side of a narrow walkway (not helped by no-one really paying any attention to which direction they walked in).

There’s even a Ferris Wheel, which is definitely, definitely not the one from Download Festival…

Not the one from Download… – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Thursday Highlights

As Lakefest has expanded so has its ability to bring in big name performers and a loyal following of Lakefesters who wouldn’t miss the annual event rain or shine.

This year’s headliners were The Charlatans, Example, Madness and Bananarama – with further performances from festival favourites Scouting for Girls, Lightning Seeds and Newton Faulker as well as dance legends of the 90’s.

It isn’t just well-established acts that get their chance to shine at Lakefest. The Cocktail Club, VIP area, Cheshire Cat Club and the Yamaha stage all offered the chance to see unsigned talent – with the latter effectively operating as an open mic and providing unbooked artists the chance to play on a stage in front of a crowd.

The Yamaha stage – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Speaking with one of the organisers, Chris Irvine, he discussed how they had an 11-year-old lad get up to play Nirvana songs and they found other musicians to play with him. What an experience that must have been!? It’s a fantastic idea and a chance to see potential stars of the future.

Each year organisers run ‘Road to Lakefest’ – a chance for emerging bands and artists to play on the Main Stage at the festival, win £1,500 and spend three days in the recording studio with Ride’s Mark Gardener (himself DJing later in the week) at his OX4 Studios. Second place received £750 and third place £500, with 18 bands from over 600 entries selected to play during the weekend.

Road to Lakefest gives young artists a chance to play the Abbey Main Stage – Credit Summer Festival Guide

One of those bands and starting things off for the weekend was Underscore – a youthful four-piece out of Cheltenham who wear their influences on their sleeves. Teething problems with their sound set up meant the lads were five minutes late getting started, which was clearly a frustration – but despite the setback, they quickly hit their stride with a sound that channels Oasis to Fontaines DC via The Strokes.

Underscore – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Catching up with a couple of friends who had given me a lift to site (thank you Tash and James!) it was time to visit the bar.

There are several across the site with booze partners include Wye Valley and Stowford Press, so there’s a broad spectrum available, from lagers to real ales and ciders. Two and a half pints of lager, each with a £2.50 recyclable cup came in at £22.50. Not too bad for a festival. Most of the beers were around the £6 mark, which you’ll pay at most high street pubs these days.

The pint glasses are re-usable with staff not swapping them for clean ones during the course of the weekend on hygiene and reduction of waste basis. It’s not a bad idea at all. You end up with a memento from the festival and it (in theory) means people are less likely to discard the cups around site – which is often noticeable at other festivals. It did mean dropping one accidentally often led to a panic of “Where’s my cup?” and people retracing their steps – but that’s better than leaving it for someone else to deal with.

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It isn’t all pints though. At the cocktail bar (which also has an array of performers over the weekend) there are a load of classic options including margaritas, mojitos, old fashioneds, bloody marys and espresso martinis. There’s even a champagne bar with a white limo in it! My personal favourite was the Jam Shed trailer offering samples of their red wine and cola cans, known more commonly as a Calimoxto or poor man’s sangria. Dangerously palatable and available across most of the bars.

This year the Funkytown tent was sponsored by fragrance brand Xerjoff. I caught Midnight Swim, appearing in the BBC Introducing Slot, I think – there was a bit of confusion around that. Their soaring indie anthems, including ‘Bend and Break’, were an unexpected treat.

Next to the Abbey Main Stage for Sheffield-based Sundress who specialise in a dreamy indie-pop sound that was as glorious in the beaming sun. The half hour slot flew by, almost as swiftly as the wasps tormenting frontwoman Chelsea who, despite the fear, cracked on like the pro she is. Latest single ‘Beach House Baby’ has more than a touch of the band by the same name and wouldn’t be out of place in a scene from an early 00’s movie about a road trip along the California coast. Dreamy.

The winner of the Road to Lakefest was on the Main Stage next. Fran Lusty (“It’s my real name. It’s a weird one.”) was born in Cambridge with Norwegian roots and her music has been described as ‘dreamful’ and ‘truly transformative’.  She kept the sunshine-vibes going, with a set filled with Laura Marling-esque folk music. Her stage patter is knowing, speaking about drifting apart from someone you’re in love with when you’re together in the same room as “a cheerful one” and when switching guitars remarking “it’s getting serious”. Lusty is in the ascendancy and it’ll be exciting to see what comes out of the recording sessions and where she’ll go next.

Fran Lusty – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

Wandering through the site I popped in to check the VIP area out. As a first timer, I didn’t have anything to compare it with, but I am assured there was a marked difference this year. Multiple canopies were set up to provide some welcome shade, with picnic benches, deck chairs and hay bales, as well as posh loos, a bar, pizza wagon and their own stage.

Speaking of, while there I caught some of Brighton-based Thimble – playing only their second festival ever. The seven-piece were crammed onto the small stage to play a set of jazz-inspired folk which was an exhilarating watch. They’re clearly all individually brilliant musicians but have managed to create a unique sound through some sort of sonic alchemy. Their new EP ‘That’s a Long Time to Be Caught in the Undertow’ came out at the end of last month and is very good – especially ‘Rebecca’ which would slot in beautifully on BBC Radio 6 Music. They also made an appearance on the Yamaha stage which offered a bit more space for them to spread their wings/strings/woodwind. I’m pretty excited about them.

The VIP area also comes with a viewing platform as well as some more picnic tables. It’s off to the left of the stage giving upgraded punters the chance to sit comfortably and enjoy the show. That said, the gentle rolling hill in front of the Main Stage gives you a decent view wherever you pitch up and with massive screens either side you’re not going to miss much!

Sunglasses were must haves during a sunny Lakefest – Credit Lakefest

Moving away from the new generation for a moment, it was The Bluetones up next. have been doing the rounds for almost as long as I’ve had ears. In fact, I remember a performance by a school band at an open day when visiting as a 10-year-old. Frontman Mark Morriss has still got the vocal ability and 90’s hits ‘Marblehead Johnson’ and ‘Slight Return’ both still sound great.

A brief lull in proceedings gave me an opportunity to pick up an early dinner before the mad rush. All the festival staples are present and correct, Greek Gyros, Fried Chicken, Fish and Chips, Hot Dogs, Pizza etc along with local heroes Beefy Boys – specialists in award-winning burgers – and some interesting other stalls. Gluten free and vegan options were also available from many of the vendors, so there was a lot of choice and anyone with allergies was advised to ask at the truck when ordering to be on the safe side.

I went with pulled lamb shawarma from the Shawarma truck (more on them later). It was tasty, but for £15 was deeply lacking in portion size!

Lamb Shawarma Wrap – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Following a recommendation from a fellow festival-going friend, it was on to the Abbey Stage for Ferocious Dog the Cornishmen’s Celtic-folk infused punk rock sound is tailor made for a sunny festival stage. With all the high energy and Irish influence there were more than a few hints toward Flogging Molly and The Pogues – especially when the penny whistle came out! The crowd were clapping, stomping their feet and having a right good time. A definite festival winner.

Speaking of dogs (seamless), Lakefest is 100% dog friendly! Well behaved pooches are welcome as long as they’re kept on a lead. There’s even a creche for dogs if you need a moment to rejoice in seeing other people’s dogs running about like mad – therapy if ever it were needed. Some concerns have been raised on social media about the welfare of dogs that didn’t necessarily have the most responsible seeming owners. Many were left without shade or water, while the rock hard and baking hot ground was unlikely to have been much fun for our four-legged friends. On top of that there’s the noise issue. Parents don’t think twice about ear defenders for their children, but I didn’t see much in the way of protection with doggos – especially with every stage and fairground ride being in the loud territory.

Originally, I’d have missed a large portion of Tinchy Stryder’s show over in Funkytown, but he was delayed getting on stage – so I followed the not at all suspicious hand drawn signs for the ‘Secret Rave’ stuck to an industrial bin with duct tape.

Admittedly a lot of horror films start this way, but I was mercifully not murdered and thrown into the close by lake (of Lakefest fame) – instead I entered a marquee which had a DJ in there giving it the proverbial largeness. On top of that, in a site that is notoriously lacking in mobile coverage – they offer free WiFi!

What could go wrong…? – Credit Summer Festival Guide

I withdrew myself from the most well-advertised secret event I’ve ever seen and joined a packed Funkytown tent for Tinchy Stryder in full flow.

It was a performance heavy on crowd participation, with more than a whiff of a mid-thousands nightclub as the MC whacked the faders down for the singalongs. It was a bit on the cringey side, but the crowd were having a good time and were happy to chant his kids’ names for a video as he dedicated songs to them.

Footage has since emerged of him and his MC partner ribbing the Boardmasters crowd as not being good as the millennials of 16 years ago. Gen-Z could never. To be fair, I was surprised by how many present knew the words to songs but the sliding down of the faders by the MC is best left to dodgy nightclubs in my opinion. He dedicated songs to his kids, which is mad considering he’s still a teenager himself right? RIGHT?!

On the opposite end of the age spectrum were local legends EMF on the Abbey Main Stage. Emerging from Cinderford in the late 80’s, EMF are best known for their debut single ‘Unbelievable’ which went gold in the US and is still undeniably a banger.

James Atkin of EMF salutes the Lakefest crowd – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

The amount of EMF shirts around the site during the day were an indicator as to their popularity hereabouts, and an energetic set featuring their own material and a bit of musical montage blasted through renditions of ‘Everybody Dance Now’, Technotronic’s ‘Pump up the Jam’, The Prodigy’s ‘Breathe’ and New Order’s ‘Blue Monday’.

Bringing out Utah Saints for aforementioned ‘Unbelievable’ and the Cinderford town crier, they rocked out with a punky cover of ‘I’m A Believer’ they ended their innings with Depeche Mode’s ‘Just Can’t Get Enough’.

After their set, frontman James Atkin and guitarist Ian Dench paused the search for food to speak to Summer Festival Guide.

Ian said: “We’ve been playing festivals for a long old time and I think we’ve developed a real killer set list for a festival. It’s different when you’re playing your own shows because you’re playing to the fans. At a festival there’s a lot of people out there who won’t necessarily know the songs – so you’ve got to give them something that’s going to get them excited. Tonight, we’ve had our dear friends Utah Saints on stage and even the Cinderford town crier doing the rap on EMF because Derry is unwell. A couple of covers too to get everyone in the mood as well as the classic EMF songs.”

James added: “It’s just a different experience. It took us a while to figure out what to do and we were doing obscure tracks from our back catalogue – but you could see the confusion in the crowd. We’ve made a conscious effort put some covers in there, some crowd pleasers and get guests up. It’s a different experience (to playing your own shows) but I love both. I do love a sweaty little club and getting stuck into some of the darker tunes – but tonight it was amazing.”

A massed crowd for EMF – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

Asked whether the Herefordshire location makes it feel like a “home gig” to the Forest of Dean act, James responded: “A bit yeah, although it’s a long time since we’ve lived here. We’re notorious for calling many gigs home town gigs because I live in the North of England, whenever we play London it’s Ian’s home town so we live all over the place – even LA!”

The band were given a blue plaque in Cinderford in recognition of their success and promotion of the Forest wherever they’ve been in the world – introducing themselves on stage as: “We are EMF from Cinderford in the Forest of Dean and we are the original brave ravers keeping the faith since the 1990’s”

Speaking of the 90’s, we asked what the difference was between touring now rather than back then.

Ian said: “The rider was completely different!” as he stirs a cup of tea. “The riders used to have bottles of Jack Daniels on it and all sorts of other things and now it’s got vegan snacks and oat milk – so that says it all really! I think we’re better for it though, older and wiser. We just enjoy touring for its own sake. The band is in a really great place, we have a great time on the tour bus and we love playing – it’s a lot of fun.”

The band is heading to Europe in the winter to celebrate the 35th anniversary of debut record ‘Schubert Dip’ playing Paris, Amsterdam and Berlin followed by UK dates and then a West Coast of America tour, but not before putting the finishing touches to a new album.

Since speaking with us, founding member of the band Derry Brownson sadly passed away following a brain tumour diagnosis with Ian paying tribute saying: “I can’t think of anyone who embodied lust for life like Derry did. I mean, he was beautiful inside out.” Our thoughts are with Derry’s family, friends and band mates.

The sun’s retreat was now complete and the temperature dropped off a cliff leaving a ‘stick or twist’ approach to garments for the rest of the day. If you hadn’t made the pre-emptive trip to the tent by now it was likely you were committed to one of two paths – dance hard enough to not need another layer or drink enough not to need another layer. Some managed both, and I imagine they were toasty AF!

Headliners The Charlatans are no strangers to a festival stage and with almost 40 years’ worth of material behind them, would have no issues filling a 90-minute headline slot.

The Charlatans – Credit Summer Festival Guide

In fact, when you’ve got that sort of back catalogue it’s probably more a challenge picking what to include. The hardcore fans are here for it all, including ‘Weirdo’ and set closer ‘Sproston Green’ but it’s the anthemic indie hits ‘North Country Boy’, ‘One to Another’ and ‘The Only One I Know’ that get the biggest reaction.

They’re not a band I’ve spent hours listening to, I have to admit, but there are some acts who manage to continue to be relevant even with such storied history – and The Charlatans are definitely one of them.

In Tim Burgess they have an engaging frontman, still on top of his game after all this time when many others have tagged out (or should have!). Dressed all in white there’s a messianic quality to his performance – orchestrating the crowd from the low-lying stage which isn’t too far off eye level. They’ve set the bar for the rest of the weekend’s headliners.

The Charlatans – Credit Dan Reddick @ Return to Sound

Hot footing it across to Funkytown I joined a packed-out tent for General Levy, rejoicing in seeing the legendary ragga DJ and jungle in full flow. The roof nearly lifts off when the opening bars of ‘Incredible’ start. There are lads on shoulders, arms aloft and immaculate renditions all around. It’s an absolute moment.

Woody Cook was giving it full beans in the Cheshire Cat. He’d played the night before to a rapturous crowd and was doing it once again today. Coming from such fine DJing stock (son of Norman ‘Fatboy Slim’ Cook and Zoe Ball) it’s no surprise he’s an ear for a tune and an eye for keeping the crowd going.

Woody Cook in The Cheshire Cat Club – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Utah Saints had their own slot too, filled with high-energy classic club staples. Catching up with Summer Festival Guide, we asked Jez Willis and Tim Garbutt about how it feels being elder-statesmen of the scene after 35 years in the business:

Tim said: “We’re all about two things: supporting new artists and independent venues because they’re having a hard time of it. We’re playing a lot of places that are like 3-500 capacity and we’re really comfortable doing that. It’s good to support the venues and new music – so its all about pushing things forward for us really.”

Jez added: “Music often gets sidelined as a hobby. Too often its perceived as a nice to have, but if you look at it from a purely economic basis – we’re missing out on a massive pool of talent. We get involved, we’ve gone to speak in parliament about music being valued more and we try and support UK Music and the Association of Independent Festivals. We also mentor people through courses and we’ll try and do that. It’s really hard now and there’s a lot of barriers to music that shouldn’t be there. We need more talent coming through.”

Utah Saints – Credit Summer Festival Guide

After Lakefest Utah Saints were heading to Guildford to play The Boiler Room and then on to Tunbridge Wells Forum, before more festivals and then Australia later in the year as part of the Ministry of Sound tour. They’re clearly hugely passionate about the work they do, but also about giving back to an industry that’s served them well. Good eggs for sure.

It was time for a late dinner, so a Chicken Kottu Pot from Sri Lankan cuisine stand Korale Kitchen was calling. The pot contained shredded roti, chopped up with stir fried vegetables, scrambled egg and chicken curry. It was absolutely delicious and at £11.99 definitely worth the price.

Chicken Kotto Pot – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Over in the Retrospective of House tent, Judge Jules delivered an iconic set to close out proceedings (for me anyway) before I trudged back up the steep hill to my tent with the crew and volunteers. Thankfully for those in general camping the set-up is nowhere near as hilly, sitting in the bosom of the valley – but bloody hell, this one is a killer!

The Retrospective of House tent packed out with dance heads! – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Friday Highlights

We’re not in a heatwave anymore, Toto! The classic early morning chill had me furious with past me for packing so light. Having been at 2000Trees in the middle of a heatwave last month I was convinced I wouldn’t need my additional layers. More fool me!

On went the hoody and beanie hat and after a brief period of shivering I was back to sleep. Thankfully the Lakefest merch tent had us ill-prepared sorts covered. A partnership with Scimitar meant there was a broad selection of clothing ranging from T-Shirts (£25 for adults, £20 for kids) to Hoodies (£40 for adults and £35 kids), caps (£20) and sunnies (£10) and even neckerchiefs for dogs (£10)!

Some of the merch on offer at Lakefest Festival 2026 – Credit Summer Festival Guide

That said, on opening the tent flaps it was back into a hot one, bright sunshine and barely a cloud in the sky. My plan was to store heat from the day like a lizard to guide me through the night. Bound to work. Science innit?

I picked up a coffee from Cheltenham-based Ritual Roasters, managing to beat the queue that rapidly formed behind me. It’s a rare thing to get good coffee at a festival, so the flat white was a perfect kick start.

One thing I noticed that I haven’t clocked at other festivals before was the separation of toilets into male and female sections. This meant the urinals were surrounded by cubicles for the gents, while there were more Portaloos available for women. I think it worked, but I’m not sure it’ll be an option at festivals with a smaller footprint.

We then got the chance to chat with festival organiser Lee Martin about all things Lakefest, from the spiralling costs, to challenges of picking a line-up to cater to a multi-generational audience.

Lakesfest festival founder and director Lee Martin – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Lee said: “Festivals are a high-risk business. That risk is quite addictive, but it’s horrendously stressful.

“We do a legends slot on the Thursday, then we try and go a bit more dance-y on Friday night. Saturday we have like a big name, so this year we’ve got Madness. And then Sunday it’s a bit more pop-based, a bit old school. We’ve had Busted before and this year it’s Bananarama.”

On the financial challenges, Lee said: “The money from large corporate sponsors is difficult to ignore but we’re staunchly independent and I wouldn’t want to be controlled by other people. We’re trying to make it a better event for people rather than growing. We’ve put more money into the welfare side of things, so more showers for example. The plan is to make it a bit more boutique – but obviously that comes with a cost and can be difficult to achieve.”

Having put so much effort into planning the festival, it’s nice to see Lee able to relax a little now as he hands over the day to day running of the event to the “professionals” as he puts it. It’s well deserved and he can spend the rest of the weekend enjoying everything the festival has to offer. Including Professor Yaffle (the Liverpool-based band, not the woodpecker from the classic television series Bagpuss) were tight psychedelic act offering a very enjoyable soundtrack.

At the same time, the total icon that is Paul Chuckle was spinning discs in the Cheshire Cat. Wall to wall bangers had a full dancefloor and he was clearly having a whale of time up there putting on a show.

The absolute legend, Paul Chuckle – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Fair play to him for keeping going after the sad passing of his elder brother and other half of the Chuckle Brothers, Barry in 2018. Talking with SFG after the show, Paul discussed how much he enjoyed playing festivals:

“It’s great, I love it. I’ve been doing it ever since Barry passed away. We used to do festivals and clubs and stuff, meet and greets and what have you. I’ve just carried on and now doing the DJ stuff. It’s great to do an hour set then a Q&A afterwards.

“It really was an odd transition (after Barry’s death). Barry did a pantomime with Craig Revell-Horwood in Southampton just before he passed away and he invited me to get involved, so I was straight in doing it on my own. Being on stage for the first time on my own in 57 years without Barry was a bit heartbreaking. But I swear I saw him on the other side of the stage giving me a thumbs up. It was only four months since he passed and I got a huge cheer from the crowd. It reassured me I could do it on my own.”

He’s been raising money for Marie Curie’s Great Daffodil Appeal who looked after Barry when he was unwell, including taking the Daff Bike on a UK-wide ‘Thank You’ tour to raise £40,000 for the cause. He received an MBE for his charity work and announced that his next ambition is for a Knighthood “for all the catchphrases I’ve given to the country!”. From me, to you Paul – thank you for everything you’ve done and continue to do. You’re a legend.

South West Wrestling were in the house, more specifically The Greatest Show circus tent, throughout the weekend offering a dose of something completely different to attendees. The square circle was a massive draw as people of all ages came to watch the drama unfold. The crowd was baying for blood, which they received in the form of a “split open” eyebrow (it’s real, honest).

South West Wrestling in action – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

The ‘heel’ (what they call a bad guy) didn’t stand a chance once the claret was spilled and he was soon pinned to the delight of the assembled throng. It was awesome fun and I will be starting a petition to lobby for every music festival to have wrestling from here on!

Another non-music related activity at Lakefest is the BMX tricks set up which was genuinely cool! The ramp was set up to allow bikers and boarders to fly down the hill and pull all manner of gnarly tricks that were then ranked through a scientific process of “cheer loudness”. Thankfully, in the event of anything going awry, the medical tent wasn’t too far away…

BMX tricks in full flow – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

Back over on the Abbey Main Stage was Erica, a rocky three-piece who have been around the block for a while. It’s radio friendly indie-rock but the most interesting part of the set is their matching orange NASA jumpsuits. Pretty meh besides the threads. Not for me.

A refreshing alternative to that was Amity in their Road to Lakefest slot. Dressed all in white with red bloody handprints all over them, the band was captivating from the off as they delivered a set of dramatic, piano-led songs filled with rage covering topics from politics to religious hypocrisy and abuse. Amity dedicates ‘To Make a Man’ to “anyone who has ever been scared to walk home at night, or to leave their drink alone” – belying their 19 years on this Earth. As one of the quotes about their work says “You know that we are living in dark times when the art gets this good” – so there’s a silver lining at least and their name is Amity. Shout out to the guitarist who was channelling his inner Jonny Greenwood too.

Amity – Credit Charlie Coull

It was time for a taste of Nashville as Harleymoon Kemp brought country and western to Lakefest. Musical talent clearly runs in the family, as Harleymoon is the daughter of Spandau Ballet’s Martin Kemp and Shirlie Holliman of Wham – but she’s carving out her own path and the volume of cowboy hats and boots in the audience meant she was preaching to the converted here.

Country music has enjoyed something of a renaissance in the UK in recent years, undoubtedly driven by TV shows such as Yellowstone, with US megastar Luke Combs recently playing sold out arenas across the country including multiple nights at Wembley as part of his My Kinda Saturday Night Tour (a show Harleymoon herself was at).

Rocking out on stage with silver tassels and a black Stetson, she looked every part the C&W singer – no surprise considering the amount of time spent in the States working on new material. Newest single ‘Wash’ is a break-up anthem dedicated to anyone who has “ever cut your hair, joined the gym or hoovered the house down after a breakup you’ll get it”. Speaking with SFG after coming off stage, she spoke about growth in popularity of country music in the UK, her experiences in Nashville, the inspiration for her music and her secret weapon…

Harleymoon Kemp – Credit Laura Farnsworth @ Farnsworth Photography

She said: “Country music is taking over! More and more when I look out in the crowd I’m seeing cowboy hats and it’s like ‘Yes! My people have arrived!’.

“When I got told I was going to Nashville I only had a few songs and had only just learned guitar. I thought country was Dolly Parton. So, there I was in tassels, in glitter. I looked like I was going to my Hen Party – and that was all I’d packed! And I get there and it was very much more jeans and t-shirt but felt like I needed to keep up the act. You just walk down any bar, any restaurant and there’s really, really talented singers and songwriters. I remember being in a café in the middle of the afternoon and this guy is singing a Taylor Swift song. Finishes and says; ‘That’s one I wrote for Taylor!”. He’s this Grammy award winning songwriter and he’s just playing in a café because they LOVE music and there’s an ego-free environment. I think if you’re an actor you go to LA, if you’re a songwriter you’re in Nashville – it’s so inspiring you go to bed with your head buzzing with ideas for songs.”

Asking whether she ever gets into any mischief for the autobiographical nature of her songs, Harleymoon replied: “I’m only writing the truth! I don’t know I can make something up that isn’t my own real story. Every single song is generally written after something bizarre has happened.

“With ‘My Girl’, it hit me one day just how much my best friends have looked after me in my life. They’ve loved me since I was 15 years old. They’ve been with me forever with the ‘You got this’ energy. They are the group chat, they are the therapist, we have got each other’s backs for the rest of our lives and that deserves a song! Someone will ask me: ‘Were you not upset about that?’ and I say: ‘Yeah I was, but now I’m shaking tassels!’”

Harleymoon is playing The Long Road festival at Stanford Hall in Leicestershire alongside her idol Maren Morris (“I won’t wear my I heart Maren Morris t-shirt to the festival, but if she ever wanted to do a song with me or just let me be her backing singer I’ll be there!”) and other big names such as Emmylou Harris, Steve Earle and Ronnie Wood with Imelda May.

On plans for new music, she said: “I’m finishing my song ‘My Ex Gave Me My Next Best Friend’ which is about when you realise you dated the same guy and you become best friends! It’s actually happened to me twice! I feel like my next EP might have more love in it, rather than throwing men under the bus but we’ll find out – all will be revealed!”

Harleymoon Kemp – Credit Laura Farnsworth @ Farnsworth Photography

Speaking about how she decompresses after shows, Harleymoon reveals her secret weapon is an early bedtime!

“Honestly, I go to bed really early. Like a six-year old’s bedtime. Most nights I’m in bed at 8pm. I have dinner at 5pm and bed by 8pm. I need it! I need the calm as much as I need the chaos. I can be wild and rock n roll, but on the weekdays – yeah, I’m asleep!”

With that, it was time for Harleymoon to wrap up media duties and get herself something to eat – so I followed suit, picking myself up a massive portion of Jerk Chicken, Rice and Pea with salad for £15 from the Jerk Chicken stall – which is a more than fair rate considering what I paid for a tiny shawarma yesterday! They even threw some Goat curry on there too, which was banging!

The stall also offered full English breakfasts and kids meals for the less adventurous kiddos (and let’s be honest, quite a few adults) out there, including chicken nuggets, chips and beans.

Jerk Chicken with rice and pea – Credit Summer Festival Guide

The Undertones were on the Abbey Main Stage next. The five-piece have been rocking out since emerging from Derry in the 70’s and are still giving it full welly. Although Feargal Sharkey is no longer part of the band, devoting his time to lobbying for government intervention in water companies dumping sewage into UK waterways, Paul McLoon has fronted the group since 1999 and is a fine frontman himself.

The set was filled with their instantly recognisable, Ramones aping punk riffs on anthems such as ‘Teenage Kicks’, ‘Jimmy Jimmy’, ‘Get Over You’ and ‘Here Comes the Summer’. It finished with ‘My Perfect Cousin’ and there were smiles galore as the OG fans bounced around, arms aloft singing all the words back. Leaving the stage, they soaked up the applause and thanked the crowd for sticking around and not throwing things at them, but it was a great show from a band still giving their all 50 years after first hitting the scene.

The Undertones – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

Bez from the Happy Mondays had dropped in to see the photographers and spoke with SFG briefly. “I’ve had great times at Lakefest. It’s a great audience, a lovely location and we’ve got beautiful weather. I don’t know what people are expecting, but I know what I’m expecting!”. Falling off stage was probably not on his bingo card, but thankfully he was alright! The Cheshire Cat Club was packed as Bez’s son played a set of 90’s anthems, while Bez leads the crowd in a sing-along.

One would hope the majority of the fee goes to his lad who was doing the actual hard work up there, but Bez has always been a draw for the crowds so is a safe booking. Fair play to him for maximising what he’s got – even referencing Yosser Hughes’ catchphrase “Gizza job!” with regards to his willingness to do most things.

Soul II Soul have similar longevity and are widely regarded as one of the most inspirational bands ever. The two-time Grammy award winners have been on the scene since the 80’s and with Jazzie B at the helm have created a community around the band. Their soulful R&B sound is every bit as relevant as it ever was – and with so much division in the country, cultivating a sense of community is one to be sniffed at.

Jazzie B of Soul II Soul – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

Skipping out on the set midway through I headed across to Newton Faulkner (who I missed at Wychwood earlier in the summer so wanted to catch here) at Funkytown. The long dreadlocks may well be a thing of the past, but his ability to captivate an audience definitely isn’t. You can hear a pin drop at times, aside from when the singalongs and backing vocals are encouraged. His stunning cover of Massive Attack’s ‘Teardrop’ is still the bees’ knees and ‘Dream Catch Me’ is as stirring as ever.

I managed to get back Main Stage side in time for Soul II Soul’s absolutely iconic ‘Back to Life’ from 1989. The song enjoyed a bit of a profile boost in recent years thanks to its featuring on the brilliant Derry Girls soundtrack and is still as fresh sounding as ever even after all this time.

I managed to make my way back via the VIP where The Mark Walby Band was playing. Mark had played my friend’s wedding and delivered a set filled with excellent covers including an epic ‘Purple Rain’ and Three Non-Blondes’ ‘What’s Up?’.

The Mark Walby Band – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Example was our Friday night headliner and a big draw with a massive crowd stretching out in front of the Abbey Main Stage. His crossover anthems were nigh on inescapable in the early 2010’s in what felt like an altogether more innocent time. Collaborations with Calvin Harris sent his stock soaring every higher, although his own Bonafide smashes ‘Kickstarts’ and ‘Changed The Way You Kissed Me’ are in the mix here. The latter triggers a huge bounce-along and the light show will have been visible from space…or maybe only Wales, but still.

Example (not singing) – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

Example’s DJ worked through a set of up-tempo dance tracks interspersed with covers of The Killers, MGMT, Kings of Leon, Depeche Mode and Red Hot Chilli Peppers leaving the headliner to “MC” over the tracks. He spent more time talking than actually singing tbh – encouraging the crowd to hug each other, dropping a fair few swears into the mix and irking more than a few with the latter. When I say “singing” what I actually mean is lip synching. He spends the whole set holding the mic to his lips and “singing” to the backing track, his spoken interactions with the crowd often overlapped with the vocals he was supposedly “singing”. It stinks to be perfectly honest with you and I’m definitely not the only one who felt short changed.

That said, the crowd absolutely loved it – so Lakefest won’t be too fussed HOW Example did it when the end product was a mass of people having the time of their lives. Still – come on. You’re taking the pay cheque at the end of the day, have a bit of respect for the event and bother to perform. He actually walked off stage leaving the DJ to finish up. This was definitely an Example of how NOT to be a headliner.

The crowd enjoyed it though! – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

I spoke with an attendee using a mobility scooter to ask how they found accessibility on site and was given a balanced response, shall we say. There was some criticism of the location of the disabled toilets and lack of them around site, especially when (they allege) people were using the one in the main arena despite not having accessibility passes. Some questions were raised around the amount of people being allowed to be added to accessibility passes too – alleging that a lot of people were essentially freeloading by getting added to the access. I suggested they passed the feedback on to organisers, which I am sure they will.

Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

Dance music is a huge part of Lakefest, and the Retrospective of House tent was hosting massive names including Seb Fontaine, Judge Jules and Todd Terry over the course of the weekend – with an Ibiza classics session all day Sunday bringing a taste of the Balearic isles to Herefordshire.

Lisa Lashes kept the momentum up for the Friday night crowd hyped up post Example. The tent was filled with trance fans clinging to their youths as the Euphoria legend played a light show filled tent that was doing a passable impression of a superclub in the 90’s.

A Euphoric crowd for Lisa Lashes – Credit Summer Festival Guide

At the Cocktail Tent were Worcester’s The Monroes – playing for the fourth time in this corner of Lakefest. They were entertaining the well-oiled revellers including what can only be described as the entire population of Bredon, the village where Lakefest first started all those years ago. Their set of well-polished covers were a joy, sparking singalongs and bringing people together through the power of music alone…music and cocktails…music and cocktails and exposure to the sun.

The set ended at 1:30am and on I went in search of food before bed. I’d missed out on quite a few, so followed (literally) my gut back to the Shawarma van for a chicken shawarma pot which came with fries and was all the salty deliciousness I had craved. And so, to bed.

Chicken Shawarma Pot – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Saturday Highlights

“O true apothecary! Thy drugs are quick. Thus, with a kiss I die!” although in this instance no drugs nor kisses were involved (nor did I actually die). I was instead betrayed by shawarma. While delicious, it disagreed with me in the most aggressive of ways – causing a panicked visit to the toilet followed by some exorcist style projectile vomiting out the side flap of my Decathlon Fresh + Black tent. It may not have been developed to provide a quick escape, but in my online review I will most definitely be adding that.

It’s by no means Yorkshire Pudding-gate from Download or Truck, and when I spoke to the vendor about it, he reassured me they probe everything before serving, but it definitely put a severe dampener on things and left me bed/Portaloo ridden for most of Saturday. In 20 years of festival going, I have never experienced anything of the like, nor do I ever wish to again. At time of writing this after the festival I am still feeling the effects and have lost half a stone…fringe benefits.

Dragging myself out of the tent in the mid-afternoon I put on a Hawaiian shirt to join in the floral fun and accessorised with a brave face, Imodium and painkillers – plus the occasional dry heave.

Flower Power is cool, man! – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

Each year there’s a fancy-dress theme and 2026’s was ‘Flower Power’. Entering site, the 60’s were in full swing – flares, floral prints, wigs, waistcoats, Hawaiian shirts, leis, peace signs and some taking it in another direction, literally embracing plants as a theme. It’s a worthwhile undertaking, as judges check out the efforts with winners receiving a ticket to next year’s festival! I, for one, am delighted I didn’t partake – I can’t imagine having to squeeze into a Portaloo in a plant pot costume at the best of times.

Harleymoon Kemp – Credit Laura Farnsworth @ Farnsworth Photography

Gloucester collective, Dub Catalyst, were on the late afternoon Main Stage slot and have been working away to land these opportunities in recent years. The 11-piece fuse Dub sounds and rap bars from JDPL with brass arrangements, boosting the sound further still. Dub is always a winner in the sunshine, and the crowd lapped it up. The joy on the faces of the band was clear to see.

Dub Catalyst – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Then it was over to the Road to Lakefest stage which was sponsored by Tim Peaks Diner for Saturday. Tim Peaks Diner is a pop-up music venue and coffee shop created by Thursday night headliners The Charlatans’ frontman Tim Burgess and inspired by the TV show Twin Peaks. The funds raised from all the sales across the weekend goes straight towards Tim’s Help Us Help Bands fund which aids up and coming acts with the costs of recording, touring and other expenses.

Nadia Sheikh had been due to perform with her full band, but the drummer’s car broke down on the M3, throwing the plan into full blown disarray! Whether the Help Up Help Bands fund stretches to car repairs I don’t know, but worth an ask, right? Sheikh writes guitar driven pop-rock with choruses capable of being one of those never-ending earworms. Not only that, but she also sings in both English and Spanish. Quite the talent!

Nadia Sheikh – Credit Summer Festival Guide

I felt hungry, but was scared to eat following the exploits of the morning – still, as the horrors persists so must I. I’d had my eye on Deathrow Sandwiches and thought bread might help. I went for £15.50 deal of a sandwich (I opted for the slow cooked beef brisket, caramelised onion, cheddar and mustard), side (Cajun Hash Browns) and dip (their delicious Deathrow Hot sauce). It all tasted amazing and I managed to keep it down – worth the risk,

Deathrow deliciousness – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Over on the Abbey Main Stage it was time for The Entitled Sons. Swaggering out onto the stage they certainly looked the part, all bleached hair, leather jackets, skinny jeans and cowboy boots. The band of brothers (and their dad Graham on bass) Billy, Charlie, Rafferty and Laurie arrived on site with their own branded van and caravan. They weren’t just here to rock out; they were here to party too!

The indie-rockers have been working to cast off the shackles of being Sara Beeny’s boys and have been perfecting their own brand of high-energy live performances that have landed them a raft of new fans. Songs called ‘Lover Boy’, ‘Rockstar’ and ‘Listened to my Mother’ are all foot stomping rockers, but their latest single ‘Epitaph (Not There)’ is a departure from the balls to the wall rock n’ roll. It finds the band in introspective mode and frontman Charlie’s raw vocals channelling the autobiographical nature of the track. Their cover of Katy Perry’s ‘I Kissed A Girl (And I Liked It)’ was more on brand and with a UK tour this winter I’m sure they’ll have plenty of new followers afterwards.

The Entitled Sons – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

I’ve seen Scouting for Girls more in the last few years than pretty much any other band. If you’d told me this in 2007 then I’d have snorted with derision, such was my indie-boy snobbery. As I have matured, I have recognised them for what they are – bloody excellent. Like developing a liking for dark chocolate and black coffee as you grow older, my palate has shifted and I am a fully paid-up member of the Scouting for Girls appreciation collective.

Charismatic frontman Roy Stride spoke to Summer Festival Guide ahead of their slot and discussed the positive reception to the new album ‘These Are The Good Days’ and their plans for 20th Anniversary arena shows in Manchester and London next year.

Roy said: “’These Are The Good Days’ is about appreciating moments like these, when you’re here with your family and having an amazing time with your friends. I was really hoping to beat the last album which also charted at 17 as I was way more involved in the promo for this one!”

Scouting for Girls – Credit Jeremy Williams-Chalmers

Speaking about how the process of recording an album today differs to 20 years ago, he said: “With the first album those songs were written over a really long period of time where they were refined playing them live. Whereas now I write a song in the studio and then we record it maybe separately then we play it live. So, I think one of the things with the next record would be play it live before recording – so it is a different process.

“I think it’s usually two to three years between the album – we’ll have one song which we love, and once we’ve got a song we all really love then we’ll put an album around it – so there’s a reason for the album. So, the single is a bit of a ballad, so then we need some livelier stuff and we want to make it sound cohesive as well, so that’s what we’ve done recently.”

Praising Lakefest, Roy said: “It’s a proper local festival which is still run for people and for music and the musicians and supporting new bands coming through and not just for making as much money as possible.

“You see a lot of festivals slowly changing – I sometimes think I’m just getting old, but when I was a kid I would go to a festival, and it was £50 and there were loads of different stages and it was nothing to do with making money. I know that things have changed but you know it’s lovely that there are festivals like this.

“I couldn’t think of anything harder than putting on a festival. It’s bad enough trying to choose the bands, arranging all the stages, then you’ve got to do fencing, book the toilets and security – like, what? It stresses me out just thinking about it! My hat goes off to anyone who has ever got a festival off the ground.”

Fans enjoying Scouting for Girls – Credit Paul Cutts Photography

A brief spell of drizzle disappeared almost as quickly as it arrived and it was on to the Abbey Main Stage. The set kicked off at breakneck speed with ‘Everybody Wants to be On TV’, it doesn’t slow any as Roy leads the crowd in some friendly competition (right side was definitely the strong side) with singalongs and chants. It’s a set full of hits including ‘This Ain’t a Love Song’, ‘Posh Girls’ and even a cover of ‘Come on Eileen’. It’s the finale ‘She’s So Lovely’ that sends the crowd into fever pitch though and the boys leave the stage with fans new and old satisfied.

Pottering about post set I couldn’t get over how ridiculously loud each of the fairground rides were playing their “music”. It was ridiculous. Please know, if you operate a fairground ride at a festival and play your rubbish EDM louder than the Main Stage, I hate you. No-one wants to hear your rubbish MCing when they’re trying to listen to actually talented performers on the Yamaha stage or a Q&A in the Cheshire Cat tent. Lakefest need to put limits in place for them to avoid it ruining the sonic experience for everyone.

Just turn the volume down, lads – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

Madness were definitely the big draw of the day as, despite the ‘Flower Power’ fancy dress theme, two-tone colours flooded into Eastnor Deer Park. The merch stand was even selling Fez’s to allow for some cultural appropriation/Tommy Cooper impersonations (RIP).

The biggest crowd of the weekend bolstered by those with day tickets were stood in anticipation before the lights dimmed and the unmistakable intro to ‘One Step Beyond’ kicked in. It was definitely the loudest the crowd had been over the weekend so far, and few would have been disappointed with an impressive setlist spanning the band’s legacy. ‘Embarrassment’, ‘Wings of a Dove’, ‘House of Fun’, ‘Baggy Trousers’, ‘Our House’ and ‘It Must Be Love’ are all there.

Madness – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

Despite some fairly long-winded rambling in between songs, they still managed to rattle through a set almost 20 songs long – impressive however you look at it. Closing out with ‘Night Boat to Cairo’ I could literally hear the saxophones getting louder, so it was back to bed for this reviewer.

Suggs of Madness – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

Sunday Highlights

Well, the heat has returned! Sunday started hot and didn’t stop, offering little respite to those with sore heads from the madness of the night before. A lot of people gathered in the main bar tent to the right of stage, giving them the chance for a shady corner and a view of the stage while others fled to the Funkytown and Cheshire Cat tents for more 360-degree coverage.

The soothing sound of i-Sing Choir were first on the Abbey Main Stage bringing a wholesome start to the day. The choir was founded in 2021 by Helen Jones with the premise of creating a safe and friendly environment to sing, regardless of experience. They believe that “everyone has a voice and should have the opportunity to find it and use it” and run 11 weekly sessions across Gloucestershire and Worcestershire. Their gorgeous rendition of Elbow’s ‘One Day Like This’ was a highlight of the weekend for me as the crowd sang along heartily to one of the best festival songs there ever has been.

I made my way to the Cotswold Salt Beef team who were doing a Sunday Roast special that I 100% needed in my life! I got there in time to savour the giant Yorkshire pudding stuffed with perfectly cooked salt beef, delicious gravy and potatoes. It may have been hot as hell out, but it was Sunday – who am I to turn down a roast?

Bringer of life – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Chris Hawkins a.k.a. The Hawk is the early morning presenter on BBC Radio 6 Music and was one of the judges of the Road to Lakefest competition. No stranger to DJ-ing at festivals, The Hawk specialises in mash-ups, rock classics and indie bangers – the latter of which went down a storm! Speaking to him briefly post set he said he would have leaned into the latter more had he known it would have gone down so well, but no-one was grumbling.

I took a walk over to the section known as The Willows and watched on as a blacksmith made a bottle opener using traditional tools – yes including a bloody hot furnace. There were wood carving workshops, dance classes, yoga sessions and even circus classes. It might be a festival, but you can leave with new skills too. You definitely get your money’s worth at Lakefest!

The Willow Garden – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Chesney Hawkes is another festival veteran and knows how to get the crowd going. His set was filled with excellent indie-rock covers Kaiser Chiefs, Fountains of Wayne and The Killers – the latter’s ‘Human’ being given a genuinely excellent do-over.

He’s a very self-aware performer remarking on ‘I’m a Man Not a Boy’, the follow up to ‘I Am the One and Only’, with a “Do you remember this one?”. That charm endears him to the crowd, even if they were waiting for him to play ‘The One and Only’ which he duly does – saving it until the penultimate song. There’s also more to him than covers, as the success of his most recent album ‘Living Arrows’ has shown, and clearly an appetite for more from his fans.

Chesney Hawkes – Credit Sabina Green @mummymatters

We spoke with Chesney on his tour bus after the slot about playing festivals, nostalgia and his new album ‘Living Arrows’.

“Today was particularly good because the weather is perfect, but I really enjoyed it” he said. “The crowd was fantastic. There’s something beautiful about these festivals because they’re community-based. What I also love about it is local pubs have got pop- restaurants, things like that and it’s really helping the community financially too.”

On nostalgia, Chesney said: “People want to leave their inhibitions on the door and all their problems and woes and war and bad news and cost of living and relive their youth. That’s the beauty of music, it can do that take you back to that ‘age of innocence’ before all the internet and all the craziness – before health and safety!”

Speaking about writing Living Arrows’, he said: “I think musically when I’m writing I do it for me still – and I think that’s important for an artist and if I’m writing about things that have happened to me and are important to me. You know there are topics on ‘Living Arrows’ that are deep. There’s suicide and loss and darker kinds of subjects as well as the kick the doors down pop bangers. But the truth is that’s what people relate to. They’ve been through the same stuff. When I played the song ‘Loud!’ today, I could see people in the audience holding hands and I thought ‘I bet you they’ve lost somebody and they’re having a moment there’.

“But that’s what music does. It brings people together and that’s for them, that side of it. These songs are very close to my heart because I’m writing about what’s happened to me and my people and it relates. I get so many messages about that kind of stuff. When a song becomes important to someone for whatever reason, that belongs to them. I give up ownership of it in a way. It’s their story. That’s important to me actually, and when people send me messages saying ‘Thank you for that song’ because I just lost my mum and it helped me in my grief. And that helps me in my own grief. It feels like a big collective hug from around the country.”

Chesney Hawkes back stage – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

Asked about how much he remembers about suddenly being thrown into the limelight back in 1991, he’s clear this was always the plan. He said: “I always wanted to do this. My dad says I came out singing. I was writing songs from 9 years old. It wasn’t the path I had envisaged. I had bands from 13, my first gig was in a Brownie hut and I just thought I was going to be in a band. That’s how I saw my path – but I guess that’s what happens. As John Lennon said: ‘Life’s what happens when you’re making other plans.”

Speaking about his family (his father Len was in The Tremaloes and brother tours with him) he remarked on having his son playing on stage at Wychwood as being: “One of my favourite things in life! It’s less and less now as he’s 20 years old and has his own band now. It’s amazing. I had it with my dad. The other day we did a gig where it was me, my brother, my son, my sister and dad and we were all in a row singing (the Tremeloes song) ‘Silence is Golden’ – it was the best experience ever – never to be repeated probably.”

Set time clashes are the bane of a festival-goers life, and Sunday delivered one of the more curious ones I’ve come across. Nineties boyband East17 versus a Nirvana tribute act dressed like Elvis (Elvana) – they don’t make ‘em like that at Glastonbury!

The line-up of the former is a lot different to their heyday. Brian and Tony aren’t there anymore, leaving original member Terry Coldwell to carry on the legacy, but that didn’t stop the tent for being well up for it. Ahead of Christmas classic ‘Stay’, they apologised for not bringing the white jackets and asked whether white towels would suffice.

Passing the vibe check – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

That was more than enough for me, so it was over to Elvana and BOY am I glad I went back.

When workshopping the concept, I can imagine it was a fairly tough sell. “So, I’ll dress up as Elvis”” “Right…” “And then you guys will play a mix of Elvis and Nirvana songs and I’ll sing them” “Are you alright mate?” but judging by the response from the crowd there will be no regrets – it’s absolute alchemy!

Elvana – thank you very much! – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Rattling through a set that included classics like ‘Lithium’, ‘In Bloom’ and ‘Come As You Are’ at one point Elvis gets down into the crowd and opens up a pit and gets everyone down on their haunches before launching into it. There were some, shall we say, more “senior” chaps having the absolute time of their lives reliving their youths – pogoing and moshing with the best of them. It was an inspired addition to the line-up.

Elvana ready to kick start the circle pit – Credit Joe Singh @snaprockandpop

The aforementioned nostalgia kept coming, this time in the shape of Lightning Seeds who proved a big draw for the crowd seeking sugar sweet, summery pop tunes in the sunshine. Ian Broudie and band rolled back the years delivering infectious hits including ‘Sugar Coated Iceberg’, ‘Lucky You’, ‘Pure’ and ‘The Life of Riley’. They even played ‘Three Lions’, which felt a bit on the nose considering England’s most recent failure, changing the lyrics to 60 years of hurt. Sniggering could be heard from the Welsh Marches…there’s always next time.

Lightning Seeds – Credit Summer Festival Guide

I got a ham and mushroom pizza from the Pizza Rocket truck in the VIP area (£14) which was alright, but nothing special – even if it did come with a side of glittery graffiti – and then it was our final headliners.

Ham and Mushroom Pizza – Credit Summer Festival Guide

Pop legends Bananarama were the final headliner of the weekend. There were plenty of 80’s fans gathered to see the now duo in action, including poised with inflatable bananas, but they were at least quarter of an hour late getting on stage. A hurried sound check was probably the last thing needed at that point, but that’s what we got.

I’ll freely admit to not remembering quite how many genuine classic songs they had in their arsenal. From ‘Cruel Summer’ to ‘Robert De Niro’s Waiting’ – they were a force to be reckoned with, dominating the charts long before Girl Power took over in 1996.

We also got ‘Really Sayin’ Something’, ‘Last Thing on My Mind’ and ‘Love in the First Degree’ amongst others and there was plenty of dancing and singing along going on in the audience, many of whom were reliving their youth. But there was something deeply amiss. It looked like they’ve followed the bad example of Example and were miming too! The microphones were very quiet during the (frankly awful) patter between songs but suddenly the volume was up and the audio was flawless for the singing. How curious?

Bananarama closing the Abbey Main Stage with their mime act – Credit Laura Farnsworth @ Farnsworth Photography

Miming at a festival should be outlawed, especially if you are an actual mime because they’re creepy as all hell, but especially if you’re the headliners! We all know Siobhan was the talented one, but good grief. On the odd occasion the mics were left on for songs within their range, the pitchiness was something to behold. Even a flat as hell version of Dead or Alive’s ‘You Spin me Round (Like a Record)’ straight into ‘Venus’ couldn’t save proceedings and unfortunately, Lakefest organisers were short-changed by another headliner. It was a car crash of a set and the ladies walked off stage with barely a “good night” while the band carried on, summing things up nicely. Dreadful.

The fun carried on into the wee smalls beyond that debacle, but for me it was time to exit stage left and get home. My friend parked in the day parking area, which meant it was a short walk through the general camping area before we were in the car and in a short queue to leave site. The security teams were controlling the flow of traffic, which meant we weren’t waiting long before hitting the road and bidding Lakefest good night (unlike Bananarama).

Bananas at Bananarama – Credit Laura Farnsworth @ Farnsworth Photography

Lakefest 2026 once again delivered one of the UK’s strongest family-friendly festival experiences. The Eastnor Castle location remains exceptional, the atmosphere was welcoming and multi-generational, and organisers clearly acted on attendee feedback from previous years. While some accessibility issues and underwhelming headline performances prevented perfection, Lakefest continues to stand out as one of Britain’s best independent festivals.

It’s abundantly clear there is a mutual love in between Lakefest and Lakefesters. Numerous attendees are well into their double digits for visits to the festival and wear it as a badge of honour. The feedback on socials was also overwhelmingly positive, with particular praise reserved for organisers having listened to last year’s comments and acted on them. Almost every comment I saw in the official group was followed up with a link to a feedback form, giving everyone an opportunity to let the organisers know what they’d improve. That’s a sign of a festival keen to futureproof itself and provide the best possible experience for all attendees.

Lakefest is best suited to families, first-time festivalgoers, and music fans seeking a relaxed atmosphere rather than a high-intensity camping experience. The mix of heritage acts, dance music, children’s activities and food options makes it particularly attractive to multi-generational groups. The fact it’s such a family friendly festival is another major positive for families looking for a festival to go to. They’ve also announced Under-12’s go free – so there’s even more of an incentive now.

Next year’s event is taking place between 11-15th August 2027 with tickets on sale on the Lakefest website.

Bloodstock Open Air 2026: 25th Anniversary – REVIEWED!

THURSDAY

WOOSH. That’s how fast I feel 25 years of Bloodstock Open Air has flown by us. From humble (but excellent) beginnings in the Derby Assembly Rooms to this epic anniversary 4 day extravaganza, there is no doubt that Bloodstock has grown into a stalwart of the scene. On top of that, there truly is no other festival out there doing what BOA is doing for breathing new life into the genre, with year-round events and platforming new bands on multiple stages throughout the festival – the mission statement is clear: the longevity of metal and it’s fans is paramount.

This year I want to take some time to talk about the people of Bloodstock, the ones who have been coming since day dot, and the new blood who are here on hearty recommendations – I managed to chat with a lot of people this weekend, so enjoy some little vox-pops from the fans as we go along.

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First to hit the main stage on Thursday’s extra innings, are the joyfully silly Heavysaurus.

Yeah yeah, they might have been originally intended as a kids’ introduction to metal (Finland, of course) but there is a very large bearded-and-tattooed contingent in the front rows, proving once again that metalheads are far from scary.

Playing real instruments, in fucking massive dinosaur costumes, in this heat is legitimately an insane thing to want to do with your life but I truly appreciate the hustle and genuinely think they sound great. A mix of their own weird and wonderful Tweenies-esque songs and classic rock hits make for an epic sing-along, and it is kind of amazing to see so many kids in this audience living their best lives.

Playing ‘The Final Countdown’ gets a giggle from me, since BOA was host to Europe in 2009 and we, the British public… were absolutely obnoxious, singing the intro after every single song they finished until they finally played it. Ah memories. Also, a massive shout out to every single person who came in an inflatable dinosaur outfit today, there is nothing quite as joyful as seeing a heap of t-rex heads peeping out of the pit.

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Taking a quick trip over to the merch stall behind the main stage proves once again difficult, despite the efforts to make camping-chair sections, this corner of the festival is still Gandalf-levels of impassable and danger laden. The queue for merch is easily an hour deep in winding channels of irritated people snarking at each other, but it seems especially silly that there isn’t a barrier channel for the access queue, leaving those in wheelchairs in the rough position of being left at the side or with no choice but to block the pathways around to the bar and New Blood stage. A few people made a vocal plea to staff to change things around, but honestly? I really think that the merch stall would be better suited to being situated in the main entertainments/shopping field, where it could also be a lot bigger.

Bloodstock has always been a champion of designing festival merchandise people actually want to wear, and the offerings have gotten more interesting (S’tan stabubuOddballs pants collab… inspired actually) but in practice it’s a decent chunk of time to sacrifice to get hold of something. The app order/collection thing is a fantastic idea, but sort of relies on there being phone service which Bloodstock is notoriously devoid of, and anyway – the majority of the items weren’t available on there. Here’s hoping this develops further AND they decide to move the stall elsewhere for future layouts.

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Up next, the eagerly awaited return of local legends Evil Scarecrow. Once again, there is NOTHING that will stop the British public from uplifting something that started out as comedy, into real positions of power (see also: Count Binface, his Binificence). As such it is utterly unsurprising to see an absolutely humungous crowd turn-out for a boogie to the likes of ‘Shred The Evidence’ (complete with images of Trump… heehee) and ‘Green Bin Day’.

“Holy mother of god… we are so grateful to be here partying with you! There ain’t no crowd like a bloodstock crowd…” yells Dr. Hell, before launching into ‘Release The Krakhen’ whilst sharing the stage with a giant er… cock Rooster. Heavy Metal Hairdresser joining them on stage to yell about eggs wasn’t on my bingo card – we love a little cameo moment, but by far the peak point of this incredible set, is the entire field scuttling for ‘Crabulon’. All hail Evil Scarecrow!

Rounding off this fantastic first night we have a full circle moment with the mighty Saxon headlining – after being the first ever Bloodstock headliner in 2001. It’s hard to encapsulate just how seamless Saxon are as performers, good solid classic metal, totally unpretentious and completely engrossing. Rocking his classic black military coat and his shock of white wizardly hair, Biff Byford’s voice honestly sounds as good as ever. Despite noting that he’s had a few health problems over the last few years, you wouldn’t guess with the ferocity he is bringing, and “This is our motto… Never Surrender” feels so fitting.

“I think they should do Thursday night every year, look at you beautiful people” garners a roar from the massive crowd, and our ears are ringing after a belter of a set including the classics ‘Heavy Metal Thunder’ and ‘Denim and Leather’. “Some of you weren’t born in 1980… maybe most of you… doesn’t matter, you’re all in the family now” quips Biff, as they finish up with a cracking encore featuring ‘Crusader’, ‘And The Bands Played On’ and finally ‘Princess of the Night’. Stellar headline choice, thanks Bloodstock.

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FRIDAY

Battlesnake kick things off with peak levels of silliness, bouncing around in cassocks and golden devil horns far earlier in the day than anyone should reasonably be that unhinged. Then Party Cannon (naturally, from Scotland) seized control of their banana‑themed mosh pit and turned it into something right on the edge of illegal I think.

A gigantic penis‑shaped guitar, lead singer Daryl losing a shoe to the crowd, and their attempt at a Guinness World Record not landing at all because nobody could actually hear him – all par for course in the Party Cannon playbook. They were promptly denied the attempt to blast sound over 420 decibels because, well, danger… and public nuisance? Eventually they “killed” him and turned him into a “human squelcher” which I suppose is one way to finish things, but despite the absolute nonsense, they do actually great, which is lovely.

Up next – Skynd is an incredible vocalist, and the theatre she brings to the stage is really beautiful, and though I do think she absolutely is deserving of a main stage slot, I do think her music would be better suited to the atmosphere and darkness of the Sophie stage tent instead. I need a little gloom with my doom yanno?

We take a quick tour around the shopping centre and end up spending our pennies in the Stay Stainless ring shop, and snapping up a Clutch tshirt for a fiver from Plastic Head – what a bloody bargain. I have my beady eye on the Dead Cats Club overlook hotel cardigan for the autumn, and I would dearly love to be the kind of person that can drop a bag on the Black Feather Designs 25th Anniversary Bloodstock necklace available at Nox, but alas, being a festival goblin does not pay very well (and they’re a limited run of only 25!).  

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Over on the Sophie stage Sellsword tick this years’ symphonic box with soaring guitars, but we head back to the main stage for Life of Agony who are giving us that Alice in Chains/Type O Negative, classic chuggy metal vibe. There are definitely less people in the arena today but there’s a decent circle pit regardless, and the man in a full suit and flat-cap standing in the middle directing it like a traffic warden, makes for very compelling entertainment.

Over at the EMP stage, the band Vanitas are hauling around a trolley full of snack filled purple goody bags for kids, and handing out tshirts for small rockers to wear to their show later on this evening. 10/10 adorable behaviour (and excellent PR, because we will indeed be going back to see them).

In the Battle Arena, we give the Hellbent Hoedown a look and let me tell you… it is not the place for the malcordinated. I was only doing the steps at the side and holy spider-on-rollerskates batman, that was too much for my brain-legs pathway to handle. Very fun though, and the Y’allternative outfits some people had brought – excellent, no notes.

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We collared a lovely man in a ‘Bloodstock Virgin’ tee to ask how his first time was going, and he excitedly divulged that he had just completed his first ever crowd-surf after being encouraged to by strangers at the main stage. Showing me the back of the tshirt that said “I’m scared, hug me”, he said he couldn’t believe how friendly everyone was – my number one Bloodstock point, every year.

Later on we also bumped into the lovely Natasha of @flamingofruitsalad – you may know her by her iconic split pink and orange hair, and excellent fashion choices – who was also experiencing her first ever Bloodstock. We had a chat about the metal community, about honouring your interests and choosing to do the things that make you happy in life – a very wise soul.

Next up Biohazard are downright insanity from the off, screaming “HEY YOU BRITISH MOTHERFUCKERRRRSSS” and thrashing around the stage. Despite the heat there is an immediate flow of crowd surfers heading towards the stage, and when we are instructed to throw middle fingers in the air for ‘Fuck The System’ – they truly all go up, even some very small ones from grinning kids.

Municipal Waste continue the mayhem with stage pyro and even more crowd surfers, and a cheeky joke about taking a hydration break before screaming “Are you still with us? Get in the fucking pit!”. The sign of a true OG thrash band is cushion soled trainers and a knee brace, I just need everyone to acknowledge the dedication, but I do wonder what happened to the attempt at a wall-of-death that was hastily recalled into a circle pit – was this a tactical choice or a telling off?

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The now infamous BOA announcement segment is upon us, where we get to hear what’s in-store for the 2027 line-up and I’m surprised and delighted to see a real cross-section of the genre on offer already. The biggest crowd cheers go to Acid Bath and Green Lung, but I’m pretty excited to see HammerFall and Gutalax back, and super interested to peruse the message boards later to find out what everyone thinks of the headliners – Mercyful Fate, Electric Callboy and Motionless In White.

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Next up it’s the fondest of farewells to the incomparable Sepultura. This 40 year celebration tour (which is now actually in it’s 42nd year, haha) really is coming to a close now, and the turnout for them is sincerely stonking today. Wall to wall black tees ready to go… “Bloodstock, you know what to do… OPEN THIS FUCKING PIT UP” is all the instruction anyone needed to go berserk. With no discernible drop in energy or intensity from any other time I’ve seen them, I can safely say that they leave behind them a massive hole in live heavy music – today vies for space in my memoirs with every single time I’ve seen and loved them. The group of heavy-metal Sweeps (…of Sooty fame) down the front are headbanging in their tiny battle jackets. I do love how Bloodstock seems to attract group silliness on a very core level.

In this scorching heat the riffs feel like a lashing, and Derrick Green screaming down the mic with such raw unfiltered power will forever be seared into my ‘perfect music moments’ file of memory. ‘Roots Bloody Roots’ is of course the only choice for a finale, “Thanks for the memories, we’re gonna miss you England” – what a way to bow out, I am so grateful to have had one more mosh about.

In the EMP tent, Vanitas (of great PR fame) are absolutely ripping up the tiny stage and the tent is jammed with people – including a lot of kids proudly rocking their gifted tshirts. I hope the band got a shitload of photos of this. Aside from the clever freebies, I truly hope we see them back on a bigger stage here in future because they’ve got all the ingredients to be epic. I mean, I do love that symphonic/epic prog edge anyway, but they’ve got the theatrics to go with it – do your thing Bloodstock, let them go bigger and more immersive. I’ll be in the front row with the kid, who is now claiming personal ownership of the fanbase.

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Tonight’s headliner Lamb of God are no stranger to topping the bill at Bloodstock, having headlined fairly recently in 2022 – and by the looks of this packed arena, the BOA crowd is excited to have them back. Heralded by a huge explosion of red fireworks and flame screen backdrops, it’s clear that the production level tonight is intended to stun. Popping out in a pair of cargo shorts and an understated The Jam tshirt, frontman Randy Blythe looks like a fan who has made his way to the stage, which I kind of like. The contrast between huge stage setup and casual attire is charming to me.

On the less twee end of things, the absolutely massive circle pit swirling in the centre of the arena seems to be growing and taking in more people like a demented whirlpool. “This song is called Grace… FUCK THIS PLACE UP” comes the call, as Randy launches himself off the drum riser, almost kneeing himself in the eyeballs. The atmosphere is electric, as he spins the wired mic around his head and stares into the chaos.

‘Walk With Me In Hell’ showcasing stunning riffs and heart thumping beats has every hook to draw you in, it is impossible not to move to this, and the crowd response proves undoubtedly that Lamb of God have well and truly established themselves as top notch repeat headliners. Not taking themselves too seriously is another surefire way for bands to endear themselves in my eyes, shouting “Are you fackin’ ready you cants” in your best Danny Dyer accent will in fact delight me.

“This next song is a drinking song. I wanna know who’s gonna make some poor life choices tonight” also generates a giggle, not least from the friends of the lobster-red staggeringly-drunk man in front of us, who already looks like he’s made some dicey decisions today. Finishing up with the brutal combo of ‘Momento Mori’ and ‘Redneck’ I can honestly say that this headline set felt like it had zero dips in energy, which is really rare.

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It may be the end of the night for the main stage, but we attempt to duck into the Sophie tent for Wednesday 13 where all the ghouls have pooled. I love seeing the baby goths alongside the elder emo’s having a lovely bounce about to some horror punk. Look what the bats dragged in, indeed. I do however wish we could have seen them on earlier, because I am le tired and there’s no way he’s going to do ‘I Walked With A Zombie’ before the final 3. Peace out, this Vampire’s sparkle is waning for tonight.

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SATURDAY

In a super sad start to the day, I did not make it in for Froglord. 10.30 is an insane time in the morning for a cult gathering. Despite that, I am reliably informed that the amphibious attendance was suitably large and that they were indeed excellent. All hail hypnotoad and all that.

Later in the day, Urne bring some gloom to the proceedings (it is VERY hot today already) but I am off to have myself a lovely time with local(ish) legends Viking Skull from Corby. Another tale of a band formed for somewhat comedic purposes, turned into a beloved and anticipated band on the Bloodstock bill , with ‘Red Hot Woman’ being a real highlight of the set.

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Vended from Iowa, draw a very fighty-punchy pit, but the drums are mixed so high you can barely hear a tune under the barrage. It kind of works for the chaos they’re trying to summon but I do think I’m going to enjoy them more through headphones. I do quite enjoy the whole Furiosa/Mad Max aesthetic though.“On this next song I wanna see insanity” gives the nod for another round of pit savagery, which is really what its all about, right?

Cancel the Transmission over on the EMP stage bring a classic southern-rock style that allows us a bit of a reprieve after the Vended chaos, and then Northlane whip it all back up again. Now look, I am a person that enjoys a fun outfit but… we are all seeing Harry Styles meets BMTH right? Right? Anyway, some security guys came and moved a load of chairs from the no-chair zone (the first time it’s been enforced this weekend) and now the arena is packed back standing for this very enjoyable rowdy set.

A quick wander to the RAM Gallery is a lovely breather to see all the incredible artwork and amazing guitars on display. I’m obsessed with the case full of historical tickets, photo passes, and old rock society laminates – lots of which I have in my collection. Looking back on the incredible Paul Gregory artwork is like touring my own festival history, it’s nice to take a few minutes and appreciate it all. The Lemmy and Ozzy tribute areas are also great, with Bloodstock being a family-friendly event it does feel quite special to be able to take your kid in and give them a little historical significance reminder. After all, if they’re going to keep the torch lit – they’ve gotta know the gods.

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Tempest Saint on the EMP stage are almost giving hair-metal, I’m not wholly sure they’re not reincarnated or something, because they look radically too young to sound they way they sound before you see them. I’m down anyway, keep the spirit of all metal alive. NEVERMORE, on the other hand, suffer from a bit of a meh crowd. They’re good – I do rate the sound,  but it just isn’t landing today. We’re hot and tired. We’ve jumped around a lot. Sure we’re celebrating 25 years of Bloodstock, but some of us have 40 year old necks and backs (try and say that without singing the rest… you know what I mean). Sometimes that’s just how festival afternoons go.

Mechanized in the Serpent’s Lair VIP tent are a total surprise, and whoever is working the sound in this tent is killing it. Their “fuck AI, keep live music live” message gets a cheer from the beanbag-lazing audience. They really deserved a bit of a healthier crowd to jump around but a lot of people are taking a rest break, so it does look a bit funny.

Following this, Bleed From Within arrive to absolutely obliterate the main stage. Now. They’re not a band I particularly follow or have ever really engaged with before. BUT. They may be going down as my band of the day? First of all, bagpipes belong in metal. I said what I said. They were made for battle purposes, fight me.

Second, kilts are the superior choice of attire for a summer festival. They also look cool as fuck. There’s an interesting spiky Iron Throne sort of stage prop thing, and their sound is immersively dense – I love a band you can listen to in layers, and continue to find interesting parts. “We are Bleed From Within from Glasgae in fuckin’ Scotlanddd!”  roars frontman Scott Kennedy, before adding, “What I was trying to say before someone tried to hit me with a shoe… thank you to every one of yas for being here, it means the fuckin’ world.”

Kudos to this “…band from a tiny town called Hamilton” who came together 23 years ago, “When I say out for blood… scream out for war!” makes it absolutely clear they are commanding the stage when thousands of voices join them. They gush that this is the biggest slot they’ve ever had at any festival they’ve ever played, and I truly think we could be looking at a future headliner in them. “The only reason this is possible is you. You can never ever fucking forget how important you are in all of this. Bloodstock, make some noise for yourselves!”

Finishing up with some jumping up and down and giant black 25th anniversary inflatable balls being launched into the crowd, the Scotland flags waving proudly from the pit, the band declare it their favourite show they’ve ever played. I’ll be taking more notice from here on out, because that was a fucking irn triumph.

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Tonight’s headliner Slaughter to Prevail might be one of the most controversial bookings of Bloodstock for a number of reasons. Despite more recent and less antagonistic commentary, Russian frontman Alex Terrible’s media history is… ahem… chequered, to say the least. There’s also a frankly insane amount of consternation over what people think is ‘deserving’ of a festival headline slot. I’ll be completely transparent here – it isn’t really my jam, but I want you to know, I personally thought that tonight proved a point. Presence is everything.

Opening with a barrage of flames, sparks, smoke and furiously flaming screens is one way to make a strong entrance. Those chrome masks (which, by the way, are selling for £200 at the merch stall) really add to the theatre of it all, but ‘Bonebreaker’ stands up just fine on it’s own. Raw power and clean guitars make for a ferocious introduction.

 “Two years ago we played Download Festival and today we headline this beautiful festival” shouts Terrible. “I’m living my best fucking life, I’m living in the matrix… it feels special”. Thanking the UK repeatedly for the opportunity, definitely goes a way to endearing this crowd, and we love a bit of self-deprecation “I love this country so much… I’m so nervous, my English still sucks”.

‘Bratva’ “…this is a song about family” elicits a cheer, when Terrible celebrates the fact that guitarist Jack Simmons is from Essex and that his whole family are here in the crowd tonight. However, the abject hilarity of them attempting to get everyone to squat down ready for a chorus jump –  “I don’t care how old you are or what you do for a living… my knees are fucked, I will jump as high as I can!” – and one solid dude in a bright white tshirt amongst the sea of black, just completely refusing to do it – priceless.

‘Demolisher’ and ‘Conflict’ are a back-to-back brutal assault before they finish up with ‘Kid of Darkness’ and ‘Behelit’. I think a lot of people have come away from tonight enjoying that set a lot more than they thought they would. “Bloodstock, I hope we did not disappoint you guys… thank you. You were so kind to us.”

SUNDAY

Castle Rat are what I imagine would be birthed from a union of the confidence of Whitesnake, the musical stylings of Black Sabbath, and the aesthetic coding of those feral kids from Yellowjackets. So obviously I fucken’ love em’ don’t I. I do feel for the dude rocking a full plague-doctor getup in this heinous heatwave though, especially as the arena is a bit flat due to all the… well… hiding from the sun. The entire EMP tent is carpeted with pale beleaguered goths. Anyway, I’d love to see them again under less sweltering circumstances please.

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A quick trip over to Happy Maki Sushi for a bite to eat (sincerely all scran looks cracking this year, but I can’t face eating anything hot, so it’s this and a blue slushie for nutritional balance), and a wander back via some of the lovely indie traders for a mooch. As always I was tempted to buy an irrationally large drinking horn and belt holster, but I am reminded of the time I failed extremely badly at drinking one of those yard of ale things and smelt like a wet dog all night, so it’s a pass.

Dean of the Dead’s hot sauces looked like they would make excellent Christmas presents for people but I’m going to have to hit them up online, and I’m now kicking myself so hard for not buying a little double ghostie ring from The Last Jewellers stand. After a quick catch-up with Bloodstock Darth Vader, were also paid a visit by Bloodstock Santa, who did indeed have a bag of treats for kids around the arena – I swear some of the most whimsical people on this planet are metal fans. Thanks for the bubbles!

Next up, Kittie hit the main stage looking absolutely badass as per usual, with Morgan Lander rocking a red mic/red dress combo that is just peak 90’s style. Launching into ‘Fire’ with unmatched fury, it’s clear they mean business. It warms my heart to encounter so many awkward teenage girls down the front, getting involved in the pit and crowd surfing – hello new era of fans. More than a few rage-fuelled millennial mums are also mixed in, screaming along with daughters atop their shoulders, ensuring that generational wrath and being fucking epic can be passed down too.

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It might not be a very long set, but it’s perfect – “It’s what you’ve all been waiting for… this is Brackish” shouts Lander, and the pit erupts in a tangle of flailing limbs. They shoot right to the top of my best bands of the weekend.

Orbit Culture bring doomy music in blazing sunshine, which is a Bloodstock speciality. “How the fuck are you doing Bloodstockkk? We are Orbit Culture from Sweden! Are you guys warm? It’s the same for us cold‑ass Swedish men up here…” does make me giggle, yeah man – we’re the country of weather complaints, this is the arsecrack of hell for us, welcome. Sadly there’s a mid-set stoppage to let some medics through to the front to help someone, but they manage to squeeze in ‘Vultures of North’ as a closer after the fan makes it out safely.

Wrex on the EMP stage are a fun electronic/metal duo that I probably need to have a proper listen to, I think they could be very fun to catch on tour, followed by another Bloodstock OG – Testament. They have an enormous skeleton-friend on stage with them (like an even better version of the Costco one I am banned from buying actually…) and proceed to melt everyone’s faces off with pure classic thrashy bashy goodness. There’s a lot of pyro and hair wafting, I love them, truly the Best-ament.

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Next, Black Label Society have drawn an enormous crowd in the relentless evening sunshine, Zakk Wylde is rocking a kilt and whoever is on the sound tent is doing an absolutely immaculate job, as they open with ‘Funeral Bell’ – what more could you ask for? Well. You could squeeze down the front with your 6 year old and let her ride towards the stage on top of you as you crowd-surf… there is that…

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The rest of the set was perfect, and even included a montage of Ozzy photos on the big screen alongside ‘No More Tears’. I’m always amazed that someone who is 90% hair can play as well as he does without ending up requiring extraction tactics. I bow down to you sir.

In the Sophie tent, Mushroomhead have gathered a huge crowd and open with a Spongebob singalong that immediately descends into gut busting chaos for ‘Eye To Eye’. I swear they are one of the most underrated 90’s bands out there because this is a fucking stellar set, an absolute treat for both the ears and the eyes. Masks, hair spinning, water-laden drums, lasers… you name it, they’re doing it. Oh and there are so many members I can’t even tell who the band really comprises of. They’re metal’s answer to the So Solid Crew I think.

“Time to participate — let’s move this place!” comes the call, and who are we to not answer? A giant circle pit is the order of the day, after Ms. Jackie hops into the hands of some fans to sing mid-crowd. Again, this band is just FUN.

On the main stage Body Count arrive with Ice-T shouting “Body Count is in the house!” followed by a Slayer ‘South of Heaven’ nod. I’m not sure what happens but about halfway through it seems like some speakers go out, and there’s a huge loss of sound to the back of the arena, which is pretty annoying for the rest of their set.

Luckily Ice-T loves a bit of a chat and is there to make everyone laugh, “How many people at their first Body Count show? Fuckin’ virgins…” he quips as they throw themselves into ‘The Purge’ and a cheeky rant about politicians not giving a fuck about us. Given the state of the world right now – everyone is inclined to agree and join in throwing those middle fingers up. After inviting a couple of little kids on stage to rock out with them (er… jealous, Harrison and Sebastian – you’re cool as fuck), Ice-T declares himself to be every bloodstock kid’s newest Uncle, and gives us all some important life advice in the form of a song…  “I have a 10‑year‑old daughter and I taught her this… talk shit, get shot”. I genuinely think this is one of the best bookings Vicky Hungerford and co. have ever made, and really was worth the years of chasing. The pit is popping off, so much so that organiser Alan Hungerford can’t resist jumping in for a bash about himself!

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The weekend’s final headliner Judas Priest close the main stage tonight, with a set of epic proportions. I must preface this with the information that whilst I am not really a Judas Priest fan (I’m sorry, don’t come for me… I just never have been), I do recognise a packed arena when I see one, and there’s the obviously pleasing nature of having a Midlands band headline this Midlands festival’s anniversary year.

As the giant curtain drops they rip right into classic ‘You’ve Got Another Thing Comin’ and Rob Halford screaming  “Oh Bloodstock, your Priest is back!”.

‘Breaking The Law’ elicits a site-wide singalong, and will never fail to remind me of two other rock icons – Mr. Beavis and Mr. Butthead. I also fully love the enormous disco-ball that gets lowered into the stage during ‘The Ripper’, which is so brightly lit that it looks like some kind of giant malevolent sea-urchin from afar. I must also mention the multiple jacket changes Rob makes throughout the show, with a special shout out to the wondrous sparkly lamé trench, the massive fringed biker, and the final disco-ball replica jacket. OH and the denim patch trench, which is also being worn by a couple of members of this crowd – incredible work all round.

“25 years of Bloodstock Open Air? 100 years of Judas fucking Priest. We really love this festival.” Jokes Rob, who then talks about their upcoming new album and about defending the faith of rock and roll for 56 years. I guess 25 years is small potatoes to a band who have been stage side for half a century?

‘Painkiller’ arrives with epic lighting and a drum solo, and then as per usual Rob returns to the stage riding his Harley for ‘Hell Bent For Leather’, in yet another outfit. Going out on ‘Living After Midnight’ does feel a little bit amusing before 11pm but hey, that’s showbiz baby. It might not really be my highlight, but it was a very solid and fitting way to close this chapter of the Bloodstock story…

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BUT WAIT

Because I am now immediately up and running to catch my ultimate wishlist set of the weekend, inconveniently at the peak of my tiredness of course. The tent is wall to wall bodies already in the smoky deep red lights, and French synth wizard Carpenter Brut is headlong into those heavy electro ripples that make your whole body shake.

The Venn diagram of synth and metal fandom is way more integrated than people on either side of the equation often like to admit, but holy hell does CB obliterate that line between them – and if there’s one thing any metal fan is going to cave and resonate with? A silly 80’s cover. Carpenter Brut’s ‘Maniac’ cover (yes of Flashdance fame, thanks Michael Sembello) is a true triumph and there’s not a single person standing still in here tonight.

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In his robotic operating voice CB calls “Prove you are alive… scream it” and something primal is awakened in the people of Bloodstock – this is the last chance to absolutely throwdown before you go home. After the recent sad news of the death of another French synthwave legend – Kavinsky (yes, I am devastated) there’s a soothing quality to seeing this many people out enjoying the genre. The lighting, the sound, the visuals, the atmosphere – flawless. “Thank each and every one of you for this beautifully loud ceremony” – No, thank you CB, and thank you Bloodstock.

While I understand the wish for continuity and purity some people would like for this festival, I do feel like there’s space to navigate the vastness of the metal genre and learn something new in all it’s facets. BOA has always been good at bringing new music to our ears and searching out those acts that deserve a spotlight. I think 2027 could be really, really interesting.

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BLOODSTOCK Reveal 27 Bands For 2027 Including All Headliners

With BLOODSTOCK 2026 underway and on target for another record-breaking year, festival HQ have just revealed the first bands for 2027, unveiling them at the Ronnie James Dio stage right after Municipal Waste’s face-melting set.
Mark your calendar now and start planning for August 5th – 8th, 2027.

On Friday night, your Ronnie James Dio main stage headliners are MERCYFUL FATE – the Danish legends who helped invent heavy metal theatrics, King Diamond’s falsetto still as unholy as ever. Corpse paint, inverted crosses, and a stage show soaked in occult drama…pay your respects, this is where a lot of extreme metal’s DNA actually comes from. King Diamond has a little update for you, declaring, “Mercyful Fate is honored and looking extremely forward to playing BLOODSTOCK again, last time was awesome, and this time with a brand new album out, FINALLY!!!”
Saturday night parties hard in a totally different fashion, though with no less chaos, as ELECTRIC CALLBOY headline BLOODSTOCK for the very first time. German metalcore collides with EDM and full-blown comedy for one of the wildest and most fun live shows in modern metal. Expect Catton Park jumping in unison like it’s a rave that wandered into a mosh pit. The band say, “Our first ever Bloodstock. Heavy music, questionable outfits, and thousands of metalheads? Sounds like a Perfect fit to us. We’re in. See you there!”
Sunday night closes out with another brand new headliner for BLOODSTOCK, gothic-industrial metalcore giants MOTIONLESS IN WHITE, delivering eye-poppin’ theatrical spectacle two decades in. Chris Motionless leads the charge, turning every note into the catchiest horror movie you can mosh to. Having caught their dazzling last tour, the band go from strength to strength and we can only imagine what plans are afoot for this headline set. 

Chris Motionless states, “Bloodstock! We were told that we are one of the most requested bands to perform at your legendary festival, so it is with great honor to announce that we are answering the call and will be seeing you next year for our first ever European festival headlining show, and only U.K. show of 2027! Thank you so much! Let the countdown begin.”
Over on the Sophie Lancaster stage, Thursday headliners MADBALL are set to pulverize your opening night with 35+ years of pure New York hardcore under their belt. Freddy Cricien’s crew still hits as hard as they did back in ’89, no gimmicks. Friday’s closing slot goes to the mysterious GAEREA, black metal that’s grown more cinematic and crushing with every record. 

KANONENFIEBER march into Saturday’s top spot: Noise’s German war machine turning WWI diaries into blackened death metal, think trench warfare rendered in sound. And to close it out, as the very final band of the festival, DETHKLOK – born from the animated series Metalocalypse, now a real band tearing through brutally serious, melodic death metal live. They may have had cartoon origins but they bring dead-serious riffs you won’t want to miss.

Here’s a few more you can look forward to seeing on the Ronnie James Dio stage over the festival… 

Friday special guests ACID BATH crawl from the Louisiana bayou, sludge metal pioneers blending doom, blues, and southern gothic dread. Saturday special guests GREEN LUNG conjure folk-horror occult rock, all Hammer-film atmosphere and fuzzed-out riffs… witchy, heavy, and a little unhinged. Sunday special guests CHILDREN OF BODOM return to honor the legacy of the late Alexi Laiho, celebrating the melodic death metal sound that made them Finnish icons. 

The patient are rewarded… DEVILDRIVER finally return, their dark, groove-laden California metal led by Dez Fafara’s signature growl and perfect for record numbers of circle pits. The legendary CORROSION OF CONFORMITY roll in, over 40 years deep into a sound that fuses hardcore punk roots with Sabbath-soaked southern metal. 

IMMINENCE bring Swedish alternative metalcore, all soaring choruses wrapped around crushing breakdowns. A booking set to delight many – WIND ROSE, Italian folk-power metal built for fantasy battles and beer-hall singalongs. SYLOSIS wield UK thrash-meets-melodic-death precision, courtesy of Josh Middleton’s relentless riffing.  

DECAPITATED offer up Polish technical death metal with riffs sharp enough to earn respect from the genre’s toughest critics. WITCH CLUB SATAN could be your new favourites, an all-female Norwegian black metal coven turning theatre training into confrontational, ritualistic chaos. HAMMERFALL bring the true steel – Swedish power metal at its most anthemic. Fellow Swedes, death metal originators HYPOCRISY are still delivering a masterclass three decades in. You can also see THE HALO EFFECT, ex-In Flames members returning to the classic Gothenburg melodic death metal sound that built the genre. 

Former BLOODSTOCK stage breakers (yes, we remember) TORTURED DEMON are set to give it another go with their pedigree thrash. Are you ready for GUTALAX? Czech goregrind degenerates who’ve built a career on toilet humor and blast beats. HUMANITY’S LAST BREATH also join the bill, Swedish deathcore architects of the crushing, low-tuned “thall” sound. And Liverpool’s self-proclaimed masters of “caveman battle doom” CONAN intend to heft riffs so heavy they practically have their own gravitational pull. 

The Sophie stage will be just as varied. Here’s three more treats you can expect in the big tent! 
DOOL slink in, in a haze of candlelight and doom, weaving in dark rock and post-rock into something hypnotic straight out of Rotterdam plus they’ve just finished writing a new album. Things get ugly (in the best way) with PIG DESTROYER, Virginia grindcore legends who’ll turn your skull inside out with blast beats and JR Hayes’ nightmarish lyrics. And if you haven’t discovered them yet, you soon will – FULCI rise from the grave with old-school death metal soaked in zombie-flick gore, every album a tribute to horror icon Lucio Fulci.

And about 100 more bands yet to be announced… RUN DON’T WALK to get your ticket!

Early bird standard weekend tickets are available at the main entrance box office throughout the festival, priced £210.00 with no booking fee. Once they’re gone (and there’s a high chance these will sell out on site), the price rises to £235 plus booking fee, with general on-sale kicking off on Monday 10th August at 9am – so grabbing your early bird at the festival could save you a cool £34 per ticket. 

Wednesday early access is also available for 2027 for some campsites, as are child tickets, and children under 4 can attend for free! The instalment scheme, allowing you to spread your purchase of some ticket types over several payments, will also return, going on sale on Wednesday 12th August. Coach packages will be available from Monday 10th August.

VIP and Campervan tickets will go on sale on Wednesday 12th August at 9am. New for 2027! There are now two luxury VIP areas at BLOODSTOCK! You can choose to pitch your tent in the Serpent’s Lair VIP campsite (or book a pre-erected tent), or you can book a range of deluxe pod pads in the brand new Serpent’s Lair VIP Sanctuary! Set within a series of picturesque glades just a short 5-minute stroll from the Serpent’s Lair VIP campsite and the main arena, the Sanctuary offers a peaceful retreat from the mayhem of the festival without ever being far from the action. Wake up surrounded by nature before heading back into the heart of BLOODSTOCK whenever you are ready!

Visit the official website for all the latest information including all ticket packages and options. 

BLOODSTOCK 2027 will take place at Catton Park, Derbyshire on 5th – 8th August, 2027.

10 Bloodstock Festival Side Quests – 2026!

With Bloodstock Open Air’s sold out 25th Anniversary less than a week away, you’re probably knee deep in the group chat’s clashfinder negotiations, arguing about who will actually wake up early enough to party with Battlesnake or whether you’ll be alright to eat a burrito in the middle of the Stampin’ Ground pit.

The thing about festivals is, even if you find a dead spot on the bill where nothing quite tickles your pickle – that doesn’t have to mean a trek back to your tent for a cheeky nap – instead I implore you to slyly sneak away and take yourself on a delightful festival side quest. Build the lore you want to fondly and tipsily tell your unwilling children, years from now.

Aside from the classic tales of ‘imbibing something questionable offered to you by someone questionable’ and ‘waking up in someone else’s tent who is now screaming’, I offer you these ten silly curated side quests that probably pose considerably less hospital/jail risk.

  1. Bin Jousting – they tried to stop it, they tried to regulate it, they tried to commercialize it… but you can take this tradition from BOA campers’ COLD DEAD ABSOLUTELY FILTHY FINGERS. No for real, you’ll probably get stopped by security but if you can get a couple of good neck-jarring runs in, you will actually be participating in one of Bloodstock’s oldest and most nostalgic traditions. For legal purposes I do not endorse it AT ALL, IT IS A LITTLE JOKE OK.

  2. The sanctioned fight occurring this year according to BOA HQ is, er, Pillow Fight Club. Shh, we aren’t meant to talk about it. 4.30pm Friday/Saturday/Sunday if you have a desire to smash a mate’s face in a nice way. There are a LOT of rules and a waiver, which is a little bit lame but honestly would have made Fight Club the movie a whole lot funnier. The ‘remove all piercings’ part might be a hard sell in the Bloodstock community though.

  3. Faaaancy Dress – always a good idea, mostly a poor execution. This year’s 4 day offering lists as: Dinosaurs on Thursday for Heavysaurus (a classic, excellent crowd-surfing kudos), Twisted Fairytales on Friday (If you find a wolf in your tent pretending to be your grandma, alert security), 1980’s on Saturday (be the Tom Selleck you want to see in the world, bring back men in crop tops and short shorts), and finally LOTR/Fantasy on Sunday (if anyone can mix up the 80’s and this theme to produce Gand-ALF, I will buy you a beer you hero).

  4. Hellbent Hoedown – has Y’allternative gone too far? Yeah yeah I know, both cultures love leather and like to sing about drinking beers, but if I get another fringed jacket to the eyeballs in the pit, I’m gonna… whinge about it later. Steel City Line Dancers are taking command of the floor on 2.30pm each day to lead some stompin’ with a metal soundtrack. If you’re not the two-stepping type, no worries – you can always grab a drink and go and heckle everyone who’s trying to.

  5. Black Ice Cream – apparently it is back with a ‘new and improved recipe’ and I would like to know if that is because last year it tasted how imagined… like dirt or licking a lump of coal. I do bloody love ice-cream though so yeah, I’m going for it. Oh no… what if it’s the same as the Whitby black ice-cream… Liquorice. Actually I’d rather lick a lump of coal than that.

  6. The RAM Gallery – Ah g’wan, you call tell your ma you spent the weekend being cultured and seeing lots of art, without lying. It’s a lovely peaceful little space away from the hubbub of the festival for a short while, and a great tour through the history of BOA. Oh and there’s going to be a Ozzy Osbourne custom guitar (made by Paul Cutting) in there too.

  7. Bunnyman’s Bunnychow – Take on the Hot As Hell without a drink. This famously delicious festival delicacy obviously comes in various spice laden levels, but frankly you’re just a lil bitch unless you go all in. Who doesn’t want a lovely little molten ball of lava in their tummy, threatening to Pompeii the shit out of everyone in a three-metre radius of you, when you get a bit too bouncy during Carpenter Brut?

  8. Rockfit – Look I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I do not identify with nor understand those of you who WANT to exercise. I will however support your right to do it, especially when accompanied by a banging soundtrack. If you’re the energiser bunny of your camping group, just piss off to Rockfit, have a grand time, let everyone else sleep off their hangovers. This is how you remain friends, trust me.

  9. Puns for Testament – admittedly this is a very personal and niche nod to times past here, but I’m going to bring you all in on it. Back in 2007, my mate Lee and I were ABSOLUTELY FUCKING FREEZING, waiting for Testament to take the BOA stage and in a state of teeth chattering delirium we decided that making ourselves laugh was the only way to go about getting warmer. It was the Bestament. I didn’t even need a spare Vestament. I would like to invite you to be part of this very silly Questament. Actually the real reason I mention it is to highlight that at BOA you can often join the Signing Tent queue and have a chance to meet some of your heroes – another excellent use of your side quest time. The next day, Lee and I did just that and *somewhere* in my chaotic festival memorabilia stores… is a poster of Testament with “Nice Breastaments” scribbled on it, amongst their signatures.

  10. Last but certainly not least – find Jesus. Not like that. Bet he would have been a metal fan though. Jesus is a BOA staple and always has the time to greet, bless, and take selfies with fans. If you’re not a Lamb (of God… *snort*) you can always find Bloodstock Darth Vader and have him bless you instead. There truly is something for everyone here.

Godspeed, go forth and seize the festival days!

Eden Festival 2026 – THE BIG REVIEW!

Review by The Punk Buddhist Journalist – Stewart Campbell

Since 2019, Raehills Meadows, near Moffat in Dumfries and Galloway, has been the site of Eden Festival, an independent, not-for-profit celebration of music, arts, and culture.

‘Showcasing both internationally acclaimed artists as well as local up-and-coming acts, from Folk, Soul and Electronica to Jazz, Rockabilly, World and everything in between. With more than 250 acts over 10 stages.’

Jude Norton-Smith at Rabbie’s Tavern is my first port of call. As I walk towards the entrance, a delicate, tender, nurturing music hastens me in.

Jude’s recent EP, “I’ve Seen a Many Strange Things”, played in full, works as an enchanting, enriching overture for the many strange and wonderful things one can and may hope to encounter at this now 18-year-old festival.

Jude Norton-Smith

“I’d describe my music as alt-folk. It’s tender music, full of love and light and mischief while also occasionally swelling into a beautiful chaotic racket.

“We’ve now got this beautiful strange elastic band, and I think we’re all pretty logged onto this shared folkish musical world.

“We’re all using the language and sounds of folk music to give it this really live and embodied feeling – it feels very human and joyous. I’m inspired by nature and the natural world, but recently I’ve found the music I’ve written has had this extra layer of memory on top. like remembering the memory of remembering nature.”

It’s 4:15pm, I sit upon the Good ship Cheesecake that overlooks the cycle-powered Reaction Stage. Newly pressed boot prints lay upon the expectantly muddy footpath and stage front. Sherlock finishes their set; relaxing lo-fi rap beats soothe the transition from reality into the sacred festival site.

You slink along to the Bodega, a hypnotic bar within a permanent wooden structure.

Old-time swing music plays subtly in the background. I feel a swell of nostalgia for a time period outwith my own.

My inner Holden Caulfield is awakened as I sit at the back and survey the scene. The prices are reasonable… if you’re rich, which I’m not. I’m not complaining, there will be someone who can afford the drinks at festivals, but it’s not me. A wall-mounted arrow points towards a DJ booth with a neon “Desiato” above it. The arrow proclaims, “Make a jazz noise here”.

The Bodega hosts talks, workshops, and in the evening, it becomes an alluring neo-nightclub, like dancing between dreams inside an ultraviolet mood lamp. I remember completely missing this space the first time I came to Eden and stumbling upon it at 1am on my first night of my second time with my friend. We felt like we’d stumbled upon a hidden room in a labyrinth we thought we’d mastered.

Hypnotised by the room, we catch each other’s eyes.

“…I don’t remember this space?”

“Me neither.”

“How could we have missed this?”

“I don’t know.”

“…Is this actually here?”

“I don’t know.”

We looked at the room in silent bewilderment, caught each other’s eyes once more, nodded and left.

Never to speak upon what had changed.

I can now confirm, one year on, that the room is indeed both there and real.

Reality is not all it’s cracked up to be, kids!

I make my way to the main stretch of the land, and I stumble upon the Barrett’s Bananas. Upon graciously receiving a banana, I speak to Captain Banana, Gordon. He tells me the founder of the Barrett’s Bananas, Richard Barrett, passed away in 2020 of Motor Neurone Disease and Eden Festival is always an emotional time as it’s the first festival Richard ever handed out bananas.

What more wholesome and delicious gift could a person receive than human generosity and a banana during a weekend of partying?

So now the Barrett’s Bananas raise money and awareness of Motor Neurone Disease whilst delivering banana-y goodness.

I’ve now used the word banana 9 times in this paragraph, here’s another to make it a round 10: banana.

After my banana (that’s 11 times now), I meet old friends and sit by the Garden Bandstand for our annual catch-up.

Since first going to Eden in 2022, it has been a site of meeting friends old and new. Festivals are the perfect place to meet sandcastle friends (whole, complete friendships formed in brief moments, sharing our hearts one to another, before the tide comes in, the weekend ends, and what once seemed corporeal melts as breath into the wind).

These are my favourite moments. I love the music and the atmosphere, but it’s the quiet conversations, the people, and the openness found in these moments that reinvigorate my soul.

I even once met Jesus here…nice guy.

It’s 7:15pm and Glasgow rockers Telekinephews take the pagoda-shaped Garden Bandstand. With two tracks featured on BBC Introducing, the most recent of which springs forward from the stage with such infectious energy, we cannot help but ponder upon the immortal question posed by singer Joe Miskimmins: “Can you drink 45 pints of fortified wine?”

No sir, I do not believe so, but damn it, I feel an almost patriotic duty to try!

Telekinephews

Joe tells me he’s playing again at the Woodland’s Bandstand Stage tomorrow and he’s also helping run the stage with his friend Cal, using and donating their own sound system for the weekend:

“These small stages are important for grassroots artists without funding.

“I was brought in as an artist with Telekinephews but, through the spirit of DIY culture, we brought the P.A. and had a bigger role in sound engineering and booking the bands.

“Festivals are a place of discovery. We want to think of these stages as being a mine for hidden gems and creating ‘if you were there, you were there’ moments (the musical equivalent of my sandcastle friends).

“It’s important to nourish artists. I guess very quickly Telekinephews understood the need for DIY culture, to promote honesty, integrity and give a platform; so, we developed Big Nephew events to promote those sorts of events.”

Joe talks with such passion about music and making music happen it’s infectious. As are Telekinephews on both performances, as the sense of care and enthusiasm Joe has for music is transfused through him and the rest of the band.

I’m Holden Caulfield again as I go to get a programme for stage times to properly plan the weekend. What really knocks me out is £6 for a programme! I don’t know what festival etiquette is, but to not offer the information of who is playing what stage and at what time is the equivalent of going to the cinema, buying a ticket and not telling you what time the film starts or what screen it’s on.

To be fair, you could walk round each stage and take a picture of each chalkboard by the stages, but there was not, as far as I could see, one at the main stage.

So, here’s a few pictures of what some poor sucker had to pay £6 for.

Tucked away from the main walkway is the Woodland Bandstand (the very same one mentioned by Joe), and Makongo takes to the stage.

Singer Ngana takes a step toward the audience, wearing shades and a Scott McTominay overhead kick T-shirt, and asks us: “Are you ready for the Revolution!?”

Makongo

! Listen, pal!

We the people are stronger united.

We the people are better together.

I want you to have a better life.

I am just here to make my life better.

I am not the problem.

The problem is not me.

Not me, not me.

I am just the scapegoat!

Described as blending traditions from across the globe, music rooted in hip-hop yet reaching far beyond it, fusing cultures, stories, and experiences that celebrate collaboration and resilience.

Ngana tells us before his next song that the best dancer gets a passport! He’s not joking. It’s one of the best pieces of promotion/merch I’ve seen. Each band member is inside, along with the story of the band and the lyrics.

Makongo finishes up and a Scottish festival tradition begins.

It starts to rain.

I retreat to the sacred, hallowed ground of my one-man tent. It’s the sophomore slump of the day as the afternoon coffee en route has long since left the system…

It’s Saturday.

I awake from my beauty sleep feeling less rested than before I slept, the wonders of camping! My neck and back want to speak to the manager. But if you want to make a festival-y omelette, you’ve got to break a few spinal column-y eggs.

I stumble forth and sit with my fellow weary travellers; a communal Kraft macaroni is cooked and handed out. Mankind has peaked with macaroni for breakfast.

At 2am Scotland will play their first World Cup game in 28 years, and Rabbie’s Tavern stage will be showing it live. I’m as excited as can be and can’t think of a better way to take it in than in the middle of a field in Dumfries and Galloway. Armed in my new Scotland shirt (fakey, of course, I’m not made of money, you know. £75 for a top at retail! The biggest rip-off since Programme Gate!), I make my way in.

Midday, Rabbie’s Tavern, and Vibrant Rebels open the Saturday stage. Two days running I’ve stumbled into this venue to start the day. I count nine members, the sound as full and whole as you’d imagine. It’s a decent crowd for what followed an undoubtedly heavy night for a good portion of the attendees; hangovers hover softly in the morning air.

The crowd is sprinkled with children and families, some of which are possibly attending their first festivals together. You can see early memories being formed. Having families and kids at festivals helps keep you grounded, bringing forth an automatic level of care and responsibility we’d hope others would show if we had young kids of our own there.

That is another thing I like about field festivals. It comes with a sense of communal care and a genuine sense of wanting to make sure everyone around you is safe which, sadly, can feel somewhat lacking living within the hustle and bustle of city life. For me at least, I come with the intention and notion of supporting the communal atmosphere and respecting the land.

A thumping rendition of “Feel Good Inc” by Gorillaz bursts forth and the early crowd erupts. The saxophone player jumps from the stage to dance and play with the audience, the slick guitar riff piercing through the early-day grog and blaring like an alarm clock for the recently awoken.

It’s across to the Vishnu Lounge, where Fettle, a two-handed folk duo, offer a softer, soothing alternative to the start of the day… the start of the day for me at least. Because from 10am on

Friday till 4am Monday morning, the Vishnu Lounge is constantly open and hosting performers or playing music. That’s crazy!

Two wooden structures with hanging hammocks both in front of and behind the performers, where a row of bathtubs (unfilled) work as seated additions. Surprisingly comfortable, tricky to get out of, or maybe that’s just me after a night of camping. Like a fading action star, every year after the first night of camping I slowly rise, I look upon the site, body aching, slowly inhaling and exhaling a cigarette, and say, “I’m getting too old for this shit.”

Flanked by leather sofas and a hanging teepee-like structure, this is the kind of place you could sit and become absorbed by the sounds and welcoming atmosphere. Hours could go by without noticing. Often these are my favourite moments, when the rules and concept of time no longer apply.

I sit in the bathtub and talk to the kilted man beside me. He tells me he’s worn his kilt for four straight days. He puts my Scottishness to shame but bestows upon me a pink flowery wreath I promise to wear for the rest of the day and return to him at the Scotland game (I’m so sorry, Nadean, I couldn’t find you and still have it at home! Hit me up, bro!).

I meet another friend from Glasgow. We sit and roll a cigarette, her voice rough and coarse. She played the Cabaret Bar last night but, upon going up, her technician had vanished, so just belted her songs out acoustic. This is somehow more rock and roll than if her set had gone to plan, art from adversity.

She says, “Right, shall we mosey on up to purgatory?” and so we do.

Polar Bears in Purgatory

Polar Bears in Purgatory, described as: “An energetic, melodic punk trio whose down-to-earth humour and catchy hooks are unparalleled.” What’s not to like?

I’ve seen them before, but there’s an extra member this time on keys and trumpet.

I ask him, “Are you a new polar bear?”

“Ehh… I’d say half polar bear.”

No matter the percentage ratio of polar bear to man, he’s a welcome addition to Purgatory.

The songs are fast and frenetic. This sort of music reminds me of the early 2000s, sitting and scrolling between the two music channels we had at home, sitting in hope more than expectation to catch a video or song I liked.

They play a song, “How Hard Is It Not To Be A Dick?” — another pertinent question. I think about how profound some of the questions have been this weekend. Can I drink 45 pints of fortified wine? Am I ready for the revolution?

Before the next song starts, the singer states: “This next one’s not a song; it’s a recipe for chips.

Wow! Soul-searching and cooking instructions!

It’s the Main Stage for Colonel Mustard and the Dijon 5. It’s as busy as I’ve seen so far. The front of the stage is a muddy marshland, but the dancers seem undeterred, dancing with the same bombastic energy that comes with this huge-sounding 11-piece band!

Colonel Mustard and the Dijon 5

“Ok, the front is really marshy, is there a space in the middle we can make a little dancing amphitheatre?”

Despite being Glasgow and festival stalwarts, this is somehow, and rather criminally, the first time I’ve seen them! I’ve been missing out. How could you possibly not be in a good mood while listening to Colonel Mustard?

It’s the sort of feel-good music festivals were born for.

“We’re gonna try a new one and it’s called ‘In the Moment’, which is the only place to be.”

It feels like the feel-good hit of the summer…well if that wasn’t already a song by Queens of the Stone Age.

“So just live in the moment… and behave yourself.”

I catch stray lines as I write, something about “a taxi driver with flatulence” and something about drinking Buckfast. I ponder if the good Colonel has ever considered if he himself could drink 45 pints of said beverage?

A selection of beach balls lay in the marshy stage front. There are kids in wellies and families kicking them about and enjoying it with equal pleasure, as if they were at the beach. One of them comes my way and I pass it back. A wee boy passes it to me again, which I return in kind. I find myself in a passing drill, which moves on to him taking shots at me as a goalkeeper.

I wish I could say I was letting the shots in, but honestly this kid, at five, is better at shooting than I am with an actual ball.

His mum comes over and we chat about how a “beat the goalkeeper” with a set of goals would have gone down really well. An opportunity missed, perhaps.

I refrain from my Gianluigi Buffon duties to acquire strong coffee number two of the day before returning for She Drew the Gun.

She Drew the Gun, fronted by Louisa Roach, are described as entering a “musical world informed by influences ranging from 80s electronica, hip-hop, political poetry, and cosmic Scouse psychedelia”.

I’ve often found it hard to describe music, ironic, I know, as I sit trying to do just that. I have a very strong musical sense and intuition, but trying to define or pigeonhole a genre of music almost feels like it does the music itself a disservice.

She Drew The Gun

Seeing as that’s why I’m here though… The set reminds me of something between Billy Nomates and Kae Tempest.

In particular, “Became” is a standout. I personally like music with that slight darker edge and this one drips in it.

“And it’s for Land money power

And that’s the truest why

And every second minute hour

Will never satisfy

The black hearts of the war men

As they launder genocide

And the weak hearts of the law men

With power on their side”

It’s a great set and I promise myself I won’t write anything silly or cliched like “She Drew the Gun and blew me away”… I suppose I just did, dammit.

One final return to the Woodland Bandstand for another hidden gem and potentially my highlight of the festival: Sloblins.

Sloblins

Described as: “Scottish Budget Slob Rock. The simplicity of a nursery rhyme, the smell of a nappy crime.”

This is like if The Grinch Who Stole Christmas formed a punk band.

Fully kitted in all goblin attire, songs abruptly stop so Mr Sloblin can attempt a handstand and cartwheel and, of course, songs about finding it hard to pee and poo.

Now, depending on your taste, this may sound absolutely awful or absolutely amazing. Honestly, there will exist bands where the goblin aspect is a gimmick to disguise the music not being very good. But honestly, these guys are excellent.

Don’t be fooled by the foolishness.

Or maybe do be fooled by the foolishness!

If Dick and Dom had pursued punk music instead of kids’ TV, it would be this.

Sloblins

Just before approaching the Main Stage, to the right is The Melodrome, tucked in beside the beautiful old-fashioned ferris wheel. Some form of child-like wonder pulls you towards it like a moth to a flame, and I find myself throughout the day just sitting by it and watching it go round.

Another activity that can make time dissolve.

The Melodrome resembles an old Punch and Judy-style stage, with curtains that both cover and reveal the bands.

Maz and the Phantoms

It’s here I’m seeing Maz and the Phantoms (with the added bonus of Jude Norton-Smith also being the bass player, does their talent know no end!?)

Described as: “A kaleidoscopic fusion of genres that incorporates surf guitars, catchy sing-along hooks, dance-inducing breaks, and an unparalleled electric intensity.”

It’s a powerhouse performance, full of energy, enthusiasm and connection with fans new and old.

Having played the Main Stage the day before, they now play a packed Melodrome as the sun sets and the colours become richer. A beaming yellow light from the ferris wheel and the rich stage lights combine to create some of my favourite photos from the weekend.

The audience dance along to their latest single, “Pigeon Song”, with Jude dutifully demonstrating the moves to be followed along with.

As a pigeon lover, I can’t express the joy of seeing a crowd full of people mimicking the world’s best bird! Pigeon lovers of the world, unite!

Rabbie’s Tavern, 1:30am.

I’m there early, of course I am, both me and Scotland have waited long enough for this moment!

Have Mercy Las Vegas finish their set with renditions of “Yes Sir, I Can Boogie” and “We’ll Be Coming Down the Road”.

The place is absolutely bouncing. I subsequently find out the band are responsible for arranging the stream and the game being shown at the festival, so hats off to you. I hope Las Vegas does indeed show you mercy.

As they finish, I make my way to the front and see if any help is needed in the set-up.

The anticipation is building.

The plan is to stream it from a laptop through the projector onto a screen. Perfect, though it’s 1:55am and the kick-off is at 2am.

I strike up a conversation with the person next to me. I say, “I’m really excited but I’d also be more calm if the projection was on within 5 minutes of kick-off.”

“…his laptop has just started updating.”

With the bizarre kick-off time of 2am, I’d imagine that’s when the computer may automatically set itself to update.

Another slightly worried-looking guy comes over asking if it’s working yet.

I say to the guy: “Why don’t you go to the sound desk and get the radio commentary ready and we can play it over the speakers?”

A genius idea, I thought. He hurries away.

2 mins to kick-off. Squeaky bum time.

The crowd, being incredibly patient and trusting, breaks out into ‘Flower of Scotland’. I’m suddenly transported from being anxious for the stream; this alone is just fantastic.

And just as the room finishes its rendition, the live feed works, the projector is on and Scotland at the World Cup is up on the screen!

The cheer that erupts is equal to that of having scored.

It’s jubilant, it’s wild.

“No Scotland, no party, baby!”

…and then the football starts.

Boy, oh boy, Scotland are a tough watch.

I pity the football neutral tuning in for patriotic curiosity only to watch this dire, dire style of football play out.

But at the end of the day, it’s all about the result and, despite playing fairly uninspiring football, this Scotland national team is the most successful in my lifetime.

Scotland go on to beat Haiti 1–0.

Apparently, the national anthem in the stadium was the loudest noise recorded at a World Cup game, but Rabbie’s Tavern upon the final whistle can’t be far off.

Terrible, terrible football!

Brilliant, brilliant result!

By the time we stumble out it’s 4:30am and its essentially daylight, so we go in with dark skies, Scotland wins, and beautiful blue skies shine upon the land of the free… (the land of the free, who voted against our own independence…)

I decide to go for a walk around the empty stages.

I love empty spaces after big events have occurred. It’s got a haunting quality, like the memory and energy of the event still linger in the air for a while after. The ghost of events past, present and yet to come.

There is an almost mist-like fog that hangs in the air, and through the fog appears… a bottle of fortified wine?

“Is this a Buckie bottle which I see before me?

The handle towards my hand.

Come, let me clutch thee.

I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.

Art thou not, fatal Buckie, as sensible to feeling as to sight?

Or art thou but a Buckie of the mind, a false creation.

Proceeding from a Buckie-oppressed brain?”

As the time of night/morning finally catches up with me, I follow the air-drawn Buckfast towards my tent and into slumber.

It’s Sunday.

I find myself at the Main Stage for the first performance of the day.

Niamh Corkey plays, lullaby-esque, to the early-day risers. It’s perfect Sunday music.

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Mid-song, the stage generator suddenly goes out. Without missing a beat, Niamh and her band come to the front of the stage, climbing down onto the speakers so they are right at the front and continue playing acoustic, a cappella style.

This is met in kind by the audience, who all move forward and congregate around the stage front. This offers a wonderful intimate, interactive performance for the rest of the set, just like one of Joe Miskimmins’ “if you were there, you were there” moments.

Honestly, it couldn’t have gone better had things gone to plan. Once again, art from adversity.

To top it off, the warm sun has begun pushing through the clouds and arching just over the top of the stage.

Niamh Corkey

I’m back in the bathtub, where to the rather shall his day’s hard journey soundly invite him?

A lilting, ethereal music drifts from the stage.

Half-conscious couples sway from hammocks, lulled by the soothing sounds, sleep-deprived and spent but finding simple comfort and solace in one another’s arms.

Warm bodies, warm souls.

My friend Claire tells me she’s just spent the last 10 minutes gently rocking Bob from Telekinephews in one of the hammocks like a baby while he lay dreaming.

Ah yes, sleep. Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care.

And it makes me reflect upon the weekend.

Am I ready for the revolution? How hard is it not to be a dick? Can I drink 45 pints of fortified wine?

I realise every single one of the musicians who have played here this weekend will no doubt have dreamed of doing so at one point. Every single great band and moment of time started with a dream, a notion, and over the course of the weekend, as lack of sleep leads to waking dream, dreams and reality intertwine and become one beautiful dancer.

So literally anything you can hope to achieve is possible. Anything that can be conceived sitting in a bathtub in the middle of Dumfries and Galloway can be accomplished.

So, I make the decision to visit the wishing tree. A table with material strips and marker pens lies vacant. The universe, like a genie, at this moment offers me the chance to make one wish. One wish to make my dreams come true.

I pick up the pen. Ponder briefly. And then write what my heart desires.

I place the pen back down and tie it to the tree. I take in my masterpiece. Thank the tree. And then walk away.

Knowing with this request in the hands of the universe, everything’s going to be alright…

WYCHWOOD FESTIVAL 2026 – THE GIANT REVIEW!

This year Wychwood celebrated a momentous milestone, with the beloved independent festival marking its 20th anniversary.

Having started back in 2005 (with two years off due to Covid-19) the festival has developed a reputation for its welcoming atmosphere and expert curation over the last two decades. While the festival still continues to grow and evolve, they are staying true to their roots and maintaining that status as one of the UK’s most loved festival weekends.

Fresh from being crowned Family Festival of the Year at the UK Festival Awards 2025, Wychwood continues to set the standard for inclusive festival experiences. Thousands flock from around the UK in growing numbers each year, and it’s no wonder with the hundreds of family-friendly activities, arts, comedy, children’s literature and workshops laid out across the weekend – plus it’s free for under 10s, ideal for when you’ve run out of ideas over Half-Term!

As excitement built, festival organisers received a spanner in the works with the news Craig David would no longer be performing – leaving a substantial gap in the schedule and not a lot of time to resolve it.

Thankfully, Sophie Ellis-Bextor was there to save the day – bumped up from her evening slot to headline with her sequin-studded disco to light up the night. She last played Wychwood in 2022 where she also topped the bill on Friday, so everyone could breathe easy knowing it was in safe hands.

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But what about her original slot, you may wonder? Answering the proverbial Bat Phone (Baz Phone?) was none other than Shaun Williamson aka Barry from EastEnders!

That’s right, the legendary Barrioke has been promoted from the Howlin’ Pete’s tent to the Sam Shrouder Main Stage, bringing the ultimate karaoke party with him as part of his farewell tour. Having packed out the tent in the last few editions of Wychwood, it felt like the natural next step – particularly for that one last time.

It wasn’t the only storm Wychwood had to navigate this week as we were treated to a spectacular lightning display over Cheltenham in the wee small hours of Thursday morning. The rain brought some much-needed relief following the hot and humid conditions caused by the heatwave, but with a sunny weekend forecast for the festival the warm weather looked set to continue.

Wychwood always makes an effort to get people to think about the environment when choosing how to arrive – encouraging the use of public transport and car sharing as low-carbon options for travel.

The roadworks from last year have also been completed to reveal a new cycleway which was officially unveiled by Chris Boardman (he of Olympic and Halfords bike fame) a week ago – perfectly timed for anyone travelling light and looking to make the most of the good weather by cycling to site. There are 52 secure bicycle parks next to the Centaur and the Best Mate Enclosure entrances to the racecourse – so get there early if you want one!

There are also e-scooters dotted around Cheltenham, including at the train station, which can be hired for use. These are provided by VOI, so if you’re feeling less keen on pedal power then you can feel the need for (limited) speed by renting one out via the app. The map for the network comes to a stop at the racecourse park and ride, so there’ll be no opportunity to ride it all the way down onto site…alas.

Which segues beautifully into the next transport related intel! For the first time, organisers have worked with local business Renishaw PLC to put on a Shuttle Bus service. It picked up from the park and ride car park near the Evesham Road entrance of the Racecourse to the pickup/drop off point on Friday, Saturday and Sunday for £1.50 – which gets you there and back.

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The shuttle bus ran every 20 minutes starting at 9:30am each day with the final bus leaving the car park just after the Box Office at 11:20pm each night. A welcome addition for sure!

For anyone who isn’t driving to or camping on site, the local Stagecoach West operated D bus service runs from Cheltenham Spa train station, through the town centre and out to the park and ride at the racecourse. A day ticket costs £5.10 and lasts until 1am the next day with regular buses through the day and the last bus to town leaving the bus stop at the top of Evesham Road (next to UCAS) at 00:19.

There is also a designated pickup/drop off point in the racecourse grounds and local taxi firms such as Starline can be booked either direct through their app or using the Uber app.

Wychwood have got you covered for all your transportation needs!

If travelling light isn’t into your vocabulary then GOOD NEWS! A new e-cart hire service provided by Sherpas made its first appearance at Wychwood. The motorised trolleys were ideal for the anyone trying to juggle kids and all manner of extra bits for their day on site. Prices started at £20 per 30 minutes, or £175 for the whole weekend…supremely helpful for that trip to and from and to and from and to and from the car when setting up for the weekend.

THURSDAY

For the first time in the festival’s history, they opened the doors on Thursday giving those camping the chance to pitch up from 9:30am. This not only helped with the traffic management on site, but also gave those keen beans a chance to pick prime spots in the campsite.

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But convenient arrival and setting up wasn’t the only benefit for attendees – oh no. The festival also put on an evening of musical entertainment headlined by Dutty Moonshine Big Band.

The bill also included Freya Dalgarno, The Standard, Dr & The Medics and festival favourites Tankus – giving those committed souls a bonus night of fun and music in The Garden before most people had even arrived. Talk about the early birds catching the worms!

FRIDAY

For the rest of us, including day ticket holders, the main festival site opened at 12pm on Friday arriving to Tan Sholto’s gentle indie-folk on the Sam Shrouder Main Stage.

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The layout remained much the same as 2025 with a bank of catering options in the centre of the site and others at either end. The Garden Stage and Howlin’ Pete’s were on opposite sides to one another with the main stage at the bottom of the field.

Fair rides, ice cream vans and bars flanked the site including a VIP area which guests can upgrade their tickets to access. The frozen margaritas on offer in there were a thing of beauty – especially in baking hot conditions. Much like an adult slush puppy they were £9.50 a pop and with a limited supply so you had to savour them when you could get your hands on them.

Heading over to the merch tent the merch makers had yet again extended the largest size of the official festival T-Shirts by an entire X to an XXXL! Although I was informed there were only five of them…baby steps. The 20th Anniversary tee was a sure fire winner at £25, as well as the ever popular I Heart Wychwood shirt and a Wild West themed “Welcome to Wychwood Country” effort with cowboy visuals. Shirts were £25 for adults £20 for youths.

Hoodies were £38 for adults and £28 for kids, while the ever-present festival favourite the bucket hat came in at £15.

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Rising production costs have clearly struck home, as the lanyards with stage times on once again increased by £2 to a hefty £9. The lanyards are rapidly becoming the canary of inflation, surpassing the Freddo bar as the benchmark (35 bloody p!) – but they’re a handy thing to have, and the tan line left by the strap is this season’s must have.

Back over on the Main Stage and it was 16-year-old Luc Franklyn. His set of gentle Americana-tinged songs in the vein of Noah Kahan belied his years.

A quick stop by the bars to check out the offer followed. The usual collaboration with Stowford Press, Westons and Greene King were available – along with low and no alcohol options such as Guinness Zero. Gluten Free beers were also listed, along with a new addition to the roster, locally based Bottle Green.

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Armed with a sunshine friendly cider, it was food next and over to Think Greek for Lamb Pitta Souvlaki and Halloumi Fries which came with hummus and pitta, along. It came to £22 all in but was very tasty – and the portability of a Gyros will always triumph!

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Another new addition this year and the team from Nivea and Cancer Research UK were out in force with their cool down bus and various fun activities, as well as handing out much needed samples of sunscreen for those all-important top ups. As Baz Lurhmann said: “If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it”. The blue branded beachballs they gave away were inescapable over the weekend – a canny marketing tool to remind you to reapply!

If there’s one thing Wychwoodians enjoy it’s a folk band with fiddle. 3 Daft Monkeys from Cornwall returned to the stage for the first time since 2011 and gave a riotous performance drawing on Celtic and Balkan folk influences. Even their waltz turned into a proper hoolie!

By now the arena was pretty full and the seated groups who had arrived early to set up outside the barriers were causing a slight issue. In spreading out across the whole bowl with chairs and trolleys, it was nigh on impossible to get out of the Main Stage area alongside the VIP area. This created a hop scotch approach to exiting, lunging over picnic blankets and multiple camping chairs to make your way through. By the next morning clearly marked out areas had been spray painted to prevent the issues from persisting – if only for the sake of health and safety.

For anyone thinking “Well where am I supposed to put my trolley?” Friends of the Earth Birmingham offered a free property lock up service, along with power packs for rent for £5 with whatever cable your heart desires/phone requires. They took donations to use the lock up service, and to be honest it would have been a lot easier if folks had made use of it rather than circling the wagons and dominating vast swathes of space.

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With a Wild West themed T-Shirt on sale, it was only fair there was some Country & Western on the bill and Elles Bailey duly delivered. Born in Bristol, she dedicated a song to her husband in the audience who looks after their child while she’s touring. With them only living a short way away, this felt like a bit of a homecoming. The boom of shows like Yellowstone have put cowboys back on the map, and I’m absolutely here for it! Yee-haw!

Each year Wychwood runs an “Apply to Play” scheme, which gives new and emerging talents the chance to play on one of the stages across the weekend. One of those was Stroud’s Pebble Daisy – selected by last year’s winners Truck.

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The youthful three-piece were interviewed by the BBC before their set and clearly enjoyed themselves up on stage in a busy Garden tent. Their grungy-alt-rock sound included the song ‘Skater Boy’ which called out boys in shitty bands – something Pebble Daisy are an antidote to.

And now for something completely different…

Friday had more sequins on show than an Etsy enthusiast’s shopping basket and Boney M were responsible for a large proportion of them. Back for their third appearance and with OG member, the incredible Maizie Williams (looking amazing at 75!) they kicked off with a very apt ‘Sunny’. The Disco didn’t stop there as certified bangers Daddy Cool and Rasputin had the audience throwing shapes and putting Gloucestershire Fire and Rescue on standby with the risk of a sunlight x sequin wildfire in the overlooking hills.

Thankfully the human disco ball of the Wychwood crowd didn’t ignite anything other than a need for a pit stop at the bar and then it was time for another sonic shift to Bloodworm. Playing in The Garden, the Nottingham three-piece came their brooding goth-punk sound. With a sound offering snippets of Echo & The Bunnymen, Joy Division and wearing a Siouxie and the Banshees tee shirt, they’ve nailed their colours firmly to the mast. By colours I mean colour singular, black. Really enjoyable and ones to keep an eye out for.

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Another 180° turn and it was time for Barrioke on the Main Stage. Shaun Williamson has carved a niche for himself with his version of karaoke, taking it on tour to festivals across the land and filling tents and rooms wherever he goes.

Bedecked in (another) sequin jacket with ‘Barry’ on the back, he gave the packed crowd what they wanted. Part compere, part stand-up and singer – he is every bit the showman. The signed Barry masks were a hugely popular freebie, as Williamson looked out to a sea of his own face staring back at him. Far from unsettled, a set filled with instantly recognisable tunes such as S-Club’s ‘Reach’, ‘Teenage Dirtbag’, ‘Don’t Look Back in Anger’ and this reviewer’s least favourite song ‘Sweet Caroline’ was delivered with the aplomb we’ve all come to expect of him. He leaves Wychwood with big boots to fill, but what an impact he’s had over the last few years. Thank you, Shaun.

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A brief stop for more refreshment (just water this time, thank you very much) and it was back to The Garden for indie scene stalwarts The Wedding Present. Despite 40+ years in the biz, this is their first time at Wychwood. The tent was packed with chaps of a certain vintage, relieving their C86 days as David Gedge and the latest line up (last count is 28 members throughout their lifespan) played the classics including closing out with the seminal ‘Kennedy’ and ‘Brassneck’. While I had expected there to be more of a scent of Voltarol and Deep Heat in the tent, the overriding aroma was that of hot piss (not a band) from the nearby urinals.

Despite the chronic nostril assault (also not a band) it was time for food before our Friday night headliner. A quick stop at Miz Mexican Street Food got me a Pork Burrito, ‘Yucatan’ style for £13. It was really good and I could probably have dealt with a portion of the Tacos too, but even 28,000 steps a day at a festival isn’t going to offset that calorie intake.

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And then it was Sophie Ellis-Bextor’s turn. Dressed in silver sequinned dress and matching heels, the memo had clearly gone round site.

Obviously, there was a disappointed element in the crowd following Craig David’s withdrawal, but Sophie knows how to work a crowd and gave the unexpected headline slot the reverence it was due.

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Tackling the situation head on, saying “You’ve probably guessed I’m not Craig David. He said he couldn’t perform on Sunday, Wychwood asked me on Monday, he was offering refunds on Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday and I’m playing on Friday.”

A set filled with the vibes you’d expect from the Kitchen Disco Queen covered her own songs, such as ‘Music Gets the Best of Me’, ‘Take Me Home’ and ‘If This Ain’t Love’ along with mash ups of late 90’s and early 00’s Ibiza classics and more of that classic disco.

Ellis-Bextor is clearly a natural show woman, regularly checking in with the audience, thanking the crowd for turning out and reassuring us that we are gorgeous. She also has something of a fascination for the fairground, having been on one ride earlier that day and telling the crowd “I’ll see you on the Sizzler” in reference to the fast-spinning ride directly in line of site from her position on the Main Stage.

The Saltburn enhanced mega-hit ‘Murder on the Dancefloor’ brought things to an end before it was time to make the way back home in preparation for another jam-packed day.

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SATURDAY

Rise and shine, it’s make sure you’ve got your Factor 30 on time! Another scorchio day up at Wychwood and Saturday is a busy one. The driver on the Shuttle Bus said it was the busiest start to the day so far as attendees packed into the bus.

Saturday is also the day when the fancy dress theme gives kids and adults alike the opportunity to express themselves beyond the usual Festival chic.

This year it was Under the Sea! Mermaids, inflatable Sharks, Jellyfish, Lobsters, Crabs, Baywatch, an Axolotl – there was a lot going on. I think the homemade costumes just about outnumbered the online ordered efforts – but whichever folks were wearing, the temperature was such that anyone wearing more than necessary gets my respect. Stay hydrated, fishies.

James Partridge’s Primary School Bangers filled the slot allocated to high energy work out sessions by Mr Motivator and Joe Wicks in recent years and brought a tongue in cheek Saturday morning singalong to the Main Stage. Given the heat, I’m sure everyone was glad of the rest!

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It’s not *just* music at Wychwood though. The Village Green always has a plethora of activities taking place over the weekend. There was everything from circus workshops, to yoga sessions (even laughing yoga!), sign language for beginners, learning to samba drum and much, much more.

There are musical performances, clowns, parades, games, pirates…even a lost property! It’s a corner of the site that feels almost as if it’s a world of its own. A place where creativity and curiosity meet with a constant buzz of excitement.

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Barbara’s Storybox is also up at The Village Green, giving wee ones the chance to hear readings from the heroes behind their favourite stories. It’s a tent full of wonder where imaginations are given space to run wild and they can even get their books signed by those authors and illustrators behind their faves. In a town known for its Literature Festival, books getting the attention they deserve up at the Racecourse is a good thing indeed.

After wandering around to soak up the atmosphere the heat drove me to the shade for a bit of a sit down in front of a fan. And then it was back to business with Thrill Collins.

Who? I jest. Thrill Collins are almost as synonymous with Wychwood Festival as the name Wychwood Festival. It’s their 16th time. Proudly announcing they have two new songs in their repertoire. The usual UK Garage mash up had a Craig David heavy leaning, despite percussionist Pete’s worries about starting beef with him. Guitarist Robbie pointed out that “He wasn’t going to see it” and so a triple up of ‘Re-Rewind’, ‘Fill Me In’ and ‘Seven Days’ delivered what Friday couldn’t.

The stomach was grumbling and Asian food was calling and on flipping a coin to decide between the three options, I went for Happy Dumpling 365. Six delicious pork dumplings and a spring roll for a pretty reasonable £12. The Bao Buns were absolutely gigantic – visible from space I’m sure – unless you’re relying on Blue Origin to get you there…

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Music didn’t start in The Garden until later in the afternoon each day, giving comedy slots chance to fill the afternoon and provide laughter along with much needed shade on a frankly face melting day for it. This included Card Ninja a.k.a. Javier Jarquin who delivered a PG-friendly daytime appearance as the former before a much LESS PG slot at the Saturday Late Night comedy in Howlin’ Pete’s.

First band up on stage in The Garden was another Apply to Play act – Underscore. The youngsters were clearly pumped for the show, with the band kicking things off before the frontman Bertie Glendon bounded on stage. They wear their influences on their sleeves, splicing early Arctic Monkeys with Fontaines DC via The Strokes – especially with ‘I’m Falling Apart Without You’.

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Back onto the Sam Shrouder Main Stage for The South. Formed out of the remnants of The Beautiful South in 2009, after they split owing to “musical similarities” the band’s set is a bright and breezy affair. Filled with chart bothering classics including ‘A Little Time’, ‘Rotterdam (Or Anywhere)’, ‘Don’t Marry Her’, ‘Perfect 10’ and ‘You Keep Ot All In’. It’s a great performance.

Prior to the next act, festival founder Graeme Merifield brought his photographer friend Potty up on stage. He said Potty had been “mithering him” to book the next act for years and duly followed through on the promise with Birmingham’s The Twang.

Now, when they arrived in 2007, I had a very visceral reaction to them and their sudden NME platforming. My ‘Nu-Raving, Cooler than thou Indie Boy snobbery’ was having none of it, and fast forward 20 years and, well there’s still some of that there. For example, their cover of Bran Van 3000’s ‘Drinking in L.A.’ cover is frankly something that doesn’t need to exist. BUT, the hit singles ‘Two Lovers’, ‘Wide Awake’, ‘Barney Rubble’ and ‘Either Way’ are all festival friendly, singalong, sunshine appropriate tracks and they nailed it. Not converted by any stretch, still – hats off.

The culmination of their set was followed by a big reveal. Hearing a plane was due to fly over with the hint as to who next year’s Saturday headliner would be, I immediately went into speculation overdrive. Would U2 be visiting Cheltenham? Or had the B-52’s had the offer? What about Aussie rockers Jet?

I should probably have paid a bit more attention to matters at hand, and looked to the skies to see a light aircraft pulling a banner with “DON’T YOU WANT ME BABY? SEE YOU IN 2027!” printed on it. An accompanying video on the screen on the Main Stage confirmed it was none other than The Human League!

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Pale Blue Eyes offered something entirely different to The Twang. The four piece of Matt and Lucy Board, Aubrey Simpson and Lewis J Kellett produce a dream-pop set inspired by shoegaze and it is bliss. With retro synths, driving guitars and melodic vocals entwining it’s hardly a surprise they’re drawing attention and will be heading to Greece to support Moby alongside Garbage in July.

With comparable temperatures at Wychwood to Athens this weekend, the festival served as a warm weather boot camp for the Totnes-Sheffield natives who will surely have a lot more followers after this stunning set. No notes, 10/10.

The sun was absolutely relentless at this point, so leaving the shaded safety of The Garden was a risk for a boy with Celtic-heritage. But that didn’t deter The Pigeon Detectives any. Speaking to SFG before their set, frontman Matt Bowman refused to be negative about the better weather, citing how we spend “10 months of the year in relative darkness, grey and wet” welcoming the celestial body like an old friend.

In a breathless set filled with indie dancefloor fillers, Bowman gave it his all up front. Leaping about on stage, high kicking, spritzing water like wrestler Triple-H, throwing water (and a very well shaken beer can) into the audience, bantering with the crowd and security staff, spinning the mic so violently it went for a flight across stage AND putting on a latex pigeon mask. All of that while still singing his way through a selection of the band’s greatest hits including genuine indie-bangers ‘This is an Emergency’, ‘I Found Out’ and ‘Take Her Back’.

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Bowman even has time to regale the audience with the link between pigeons and Cheltenham, having become a spa town once a farmer noticed pigeons drinking the water rising up on his land. Pigeon decorations are still scattered around the town centre, making this the perfect (accidental) collaboration.

Ending on ‘I’m Not Sorry’ the band have slaked the thirst of an audience reaching a quite literal boiling point from the early afternoon simmer – paving the way for the rest of the evening’s entertainment.

Back into the shade, sorry, The Garden and it’s Adult DVD. I’ll admit, doing my research before the festival they reminded me of that band Will booked to play the Christmas Prom in The Inbetweeners. But there’s hype around this band for a reason. The pulsing groove offered up by the guitar, bass, and drums combined with the synths makes for a danceable as flip performance from the Leeds based six-piece. They’re heading to Europe shortly before returning to our shores for appearances at Latitude and Truck Festivals. If you get a chance, see them before tickets are harder to come by than actual Adult DVDs.

I’m about to head to the Main Stage to see Feeder – I bloody love Feeder. There, I got my bias out the way early doors. Ever since I heard Insomnia in 1999, I’ve been following them and they never disappoint. Grant Nicholas’ voice is still exquisite all these years on. Taka Hirose is still the coolest bassist in the world and they have a back catalogue to envy.

Entering to Enio Morricone, the band stride out to a packed crowd with the sun gradually dipping beyond the horizon and launch into ‘Buck Rogers’. I was taken aback that they’d go so big so early, but it got everyone pogo-ing along to the repeated chants of “player” and “lemon”. A career spanning set followed, dipping into 97’s Polythene with ‘High’, Yesterday Went Too Soon for ‘Insomnia’, through the Echo Park era and all the way up to 2024’s Black / Red and the heavy AF ‘Playing with Fire’.

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The gentler moments for 2002’s ‘Just the Way I’m Feeling’ and “Woo-ooo-ooooh” singalong of ‘Feeling a Moment’ displays Feeder’s depth as a band – covering the full spectrum of everything modern indie rock was, is and can be. Closing with ‘Just A Day’ the iconic videos of fans singing and dancing to the song played on the big screen and faces were beaming brightly as voices strained to match Grant’s. A set of absolute joy. Thank you Wychwood.

It was time to make a tactical food stop, and so the aforementioned Bao Buns got their moment in the (setting) sun. Two amazing clouds filled with spicy beef, pork and prawn, chicken curry or began came in at £12 – although for just £3 more I could have added a third. Given the size of them I bottled it for fear of not being able to move thereafter but they were definitely up there with the best I’ve eaten.

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I didn’t manage to see Vote Pedro in Howlin’ Pete’s but watching videos back during my meal I definitely missed out! A mariachi band reimagining classic hits with a Mexican flavour – their version of Seven Nation Army is something special.

And so, to the Main Stage for our Saturday night headliners – Kaiser Chiefs. In the mid 00’s it was frankly impossible to avoid Kaiser Chiefs. They secured their place on radio playlists and DJ setlists with the release of Employment and steamrolled their way into the psyches of anyone with ears.

It was a masterstroke booking for a headliner. They have mass appeal and were announced shortly after 2025’s festival drew to a close – helping to drive ticket sales and set the stall out for the year to come. You’ll never keep everyone happy with bookings, but there weren’t many grumbles I heard when the news was announced – nor on the night.

With Ricky Wilson at the helm and more than 20 years of material to work with, the Leeds Lads arrived on stage to David Bowie’s Heroes. Now, as the saying goes, “not all heroes wear capes”. In this case our hero is wearing a striped blazer and is ready to save us all – with no sign of underpants over his trousers.

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The crowd was eating out of Wilson’s hand. Every command, instruction or request was responded to with near Pavlovian levels of obedience from the Wychwood audience – which is some going. He’s a sensational frontman and clearly wasn’t affected by his lunchtime ice cream (we saw you Ricky…).

Mega singalong hits “Everyday I Love You Less and Less”, “Modern Way”, “Never Miss a Beat” and “Ruby” were belted back at the band with gusto and likely responsible for some raw throats the next day – but based on the beaming faces no-one will mind a lozenge or a restorative bottle of green juice the morning after.

The encore kicked off with a cover of The Ramones’ ‘Blitzkrieg Bop’ and closed with ‘Oh My God’s’ repeat chanting of “Oh my God I can’t believe it, I’ve never been this far away from home”. Thankfully for this reporter, home was Cheltenham Town Centre – so that sentiment wasn’t applicable. A power walk through the campsite and car park and I was waiting for my bus home with other punters on a high from the day. No Angry Mobs to see here.

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SUNDAY

And just like that we’re onto the final stretch. The last day of Wychwood 2026, but there’s plenty to get through before we say goodbye for another year.

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You’d have done well to have avoided hearing or seeing anything related to K-Pop Demon Hunters over the last year. The hit track ‘Golden’ became the first-ever K-pop song to win an Oscar at the ceremony earlier this year and to be fair it’s an absolute stunner.

But if you’re a parent of a child who has listened to the soundtrack repeatedly over that time the thought of Wychwood hosting a K‑Pop Demon Hunters vs Swifty Disco is possibly complaint worthy. Still, if it keeps them occupied, eh? The thousand yard stare of parents surrounding Howlin’ Pete’s told its own story – as did the high-pitched screams of enthusiastic bairns within. A set mixing K-Pop hits and Swifty adjacent bops was ‘Taylor’ made for a Sunday lunchtime crowd coming down off what I can only imagine was a diet consisting of pure sugar prior.

Speaking of diets, my need for food crept up earlier than expected today and the queue at Slice One was finally down to a bearable length. We went for a Pepperoni pizza with added hot honey for 50p (to make it on trend) which was horsed down with a frozen margarita slushy. It was an excellent combination and I regretted nothing.

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Over on the Main Stage we had another of the Apply to Play winners, Pavey Ark. Hailing from Hull but named after a fell in Cumbria, the band’s music is described as cinematic and atmospheric. With soaring vocals, spiralling strings and dreamy brass – it harked to woozy summers surrounded by nature. When you’re at a festival with the Cotswolds in one direction and the Malverns in the other it was a perfect combination. A gorgeous treat for the afternoon.

Leaving the stage, the DJ took back over to provide background sounds as we went about our business. This is often the case, but there was something different about this song. It took me a while, but it was pointed out that the song – How Long? (Has This Been Going On) by Ace – continued to play for a lot longer than the 3:24 running time of the record. In fact, it went on for in excess of an hour!

This was in fact a nod to the next act on the Main Stage, The Horne Section. Its frontman is none other than Taskmaster star, (little) Alex Horne and as part of Stand Up to Cancer’s fundraising he performed that song for 24 hours. So, if you think it was hard work over one hour, think how he felt.

Named “Britain’s Funniest Band” by The Guardian, they’ve had two series of their own TV show and appeared on numerous others. Specialising in comedy songs that are heavy on wordplay and, perhaps surprisingly, cardio! With there being no like for like swap for the aforementioned Motivator and Wicks, it was time for lots of enthusiastic dancing and even some Zumba! I admit to snort laughing at least once (“It’s a Cailee Minogue!”) which I hope was drowned out by superb musicianship of the band.

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Another staple of Wychwood is the presence of Dub music. I’d wager most, if not all, of the Dub bands in the UK have had a dabble (or is that dubble?) on one of the stages at the festival.

This year it was the turn of Dub Pistols. Sharp dressed and meaning business, the Pistoleros delivered a set that hopped across genres including rap, ska, reggae and even jungle. It was a relentless show led by the irrepressible Barry Ashworth – energy, charisma and style throughout the set.

A sugary pick me up was required, and so it was over to the Churros Hermanos stand for a portion of churros with chocolate dip (£8) which definitely ticked off the sweet tooth requirements for the weekend.

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That set me up for the final push, starting with the one and only Chesney Hawkes. This is another canny booking from the Wychwood team. Sure, folks will have him labelled as a ‘one hit wonder’ – but he’s a consummate pro and still draws a crowd. A glut of covers – including ‘I Predict a Riot’ from last night’s headliners – was followed by new songs from his latest album before giving the fans what they want with 1991’s ‘The One and Only’.

Next up at The Garden was HUNNY BUZZ, a four piece out of Bristol with the mission statement of “making music your ex would hate”. Their talents are such that they’re able to move effortlessly from heavier numbers ‘Car Collision’ and ‘Mine’, into bright and breezy surf rock numbers like ‘Now I Can Get Over You’ and the frankly devastating ‘Joyride’. Lydia Read’s sugar-coated delivery belies the barbed messaging in the lyrics and you can almost imagine her singing the most shattering news to you and not actually minding…possibly even thanking her for it.

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Even an ex with awful taste in music couldn’t help but like what these guys are putting out. Big things must surely be ahead for them, and if there’s any justice that’s exactly what will be to come.

From new kids on the block, it was over to old hands who have their own 20th anniversary to celebrate. Maxïmo Park are up next on the main stage celebrating the release of their debut album ‘Apply Some Pressure’ in 2005. These anniversaries feel like a personal attack in all honesty. I was at university when it came out and that DEFINITELY wasn’t 20 years ago.

Frontman Paul Smith is as energetic as ever jolting around on stage as if a current was passing through him when ‘The Coast is Always Changing’ starts us off. In a fetching burgundy coloured suit, black shirt and hat he addresses the crowd, commenting: “Some say you shouldn’t play one of your biggest songs second” and is clearly not one to listen to such negativity as the band flies into a mighty ‘Our Velocity’.

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An era hopping “best of” set follows filled with danceable indie with razor sharp, intellectual lyrics – something that has always differentiated them from their peers. Addressing the fans Smith said: “Thank you Wychwood. Cheltenham. Which would you prefer?” and closed things out with a one, two, three punch of ‘Apply Some Pressure’, ‘Books from Boxes’ and ‘Going Missing’. It’s as good a show as we’ve had across the weekend and reaffirms (if it were needed) the band’s status as indie heroes. They’re playing a host of festivals in the UK while making time for a number of dates in Germany over the summer. Don’t miss ‘em!

The Ogretones were back at Wychwood for the second year in a row and clearly word had spread. Howlin’ Pete’s was packed to the rafters! The concept is thus. The band are dressed as characters from the Shrek series of films and they play songs from those films. Got it? Good! It’s terrific fun and even if there are some REALLY deep cuts in there (we’re talking DVD extras deep cuts…) the hits ‘Accidentally in Love’, ‘All Star’ and ‘I’m a Believer’ are all present and correct.

Another really exciting booking from Wychwood, Everything Everything made their way onto the Main Stage next. Emerging in matching yellow outfits, frontman Jonathan Higgs added a flourish to his with a grey over the shoulder effort which nearly matched the colour of the sky as clouds gathered above and a few raindrops fell.

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The band was another celebrating an anniversary as their breakthrough album ‘Get to Heaven’ turned 10 years old last year. That record made up the majority of their set, but newer tracks from 2024’s Mountainhead (‘Enter the Mirror’) and 2022’s Raw Data Feel (‘Pizza Boy’ – were they watching me eat my lunch?) ensured they were giving their fans a bit of everything.

Ending on the anthemic ‘Distant Past’ and recent smash ‘Cold Reactor’ the set closed with the sun was shining almost as brightly as their yellow uniforms. These guys are excellent. A flawless performance which you wouldn’t believe was live unless you were there – especially Jonathan’s vocal gymnastics. Luckily, they’re playing a heap of shows this year, so you can go and experience if yourself.

I last saw The Subways around 2005 at university and they still pack a mighty punch live. Their debut album ‘Young for Eternity’ is one of those indie rock LPs of the time that still stands up and live, the songs are even better. A busy Garden stage got a greatest hits run through with the anthemic ‘Oh Yeah’, ‘With You’ and ‘Rock n Roll Queen’ testing the vocals of the day three-ers amongst us.

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Changing the lyrics to the latter, Billy let us know that “Wychwood is Rock n Roll”. Here’s hoping for more bookings of a similar nature for future years

Taking the opportunity to strike while the crowds gathered for the final performance of the night, I secured my final festival meal from Oh Babu. A Naught Naan Roll (portable is king, remember) with grilled chicken tikka, katchumber salad and sauce filled me up nicely to settle in for our final set of the weekend.

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That responsibility fell to Levellers. Having headlined no fewer than five times since their first appearance in 2007 and with a die-hard fanbase, we knew we were going to be looked after. And weren’t we just?

With their own Beautiful Days festival taking place in Devon at the tail end of August, the band knows a thing or two about the pressures of putting on an event – not least picking the bands to play.

I’ll admit to not being hugely inspired by the selection on publication, but that was mainly down to not knowing many of their songs (other than ‘One Way’ and ‘What a Beautiful Day’), but it honestly didn’t matter. The band are veterans of the scene and prodigiously talented musicians, so it was a riot from start to finish.

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During ‘The Boatman’ for example I witnessed my first ever didgeridoo solo and I don’t want it to be the last. More obscure instruments in live performances please. Thank you.

And what did I say about fiddles? Correct. Wychwood bloody loves a band with a violinist giving it hell for leather. Frantic set closer ‘The Riverflow’ let Jon Sevink give his all for one last time despite having been non-stop since the opener. At one point the strings may have been smoking, that or someone’s vape cloud passed across my line of vision but either way it was epic.

The set was filled with their trademark impassioned folk-punk sound that they’ve cultivated over the last 30 plus years and a mighty sound it is too. It’s no surprise the crowd had an incredible time of it. What a finale!

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And with that, 2026 is done and dusted. Another one ticked off and the first step on the road to 20 more years!

It’s clear everyone involved in Wychwood Festival, from the volunteers to security, front of house staff to the unsung heroes working hard behind the scenes, that this is a labour of love.

Everyone gives their all to create the best possible festival experience for all comers. It’s no easy feat to curate an event that caters to such a broad generational mix but they manage it year after year.

Hundreds of much-loved festivals have ceased to be following the pandemic, so the financial pressures are plain to see. There’s a delicate balancing act to maintaining that independent status while making a festival financially viable and it’s clear Wychwood have been working really hard behind the scenes to form those vital corporate partnerships without “selling out”.

As a result, the festival is going from strength to strength, having increased the headcount from 10,000 to 15,000 this year and opening a day earlier than usual. Despite that growth Wychwood hasn’t lost any of its magic – which is some going. Long may it continue.

Early Bird tickets for 2027 went on sale on Monday 1 June and were sold out by Tuesday 2 June – such is the love this festival instils in both the regulars and first timers.

Tier 1 adult weekend tickets (with camping) are £139.50, 10–15-year-olds cost £76.45 and under 10s’ still getting in free of charge. For a boujier option, the VIP adult tickets come in at £219.50, 10–15-year-olds £119.50 and £33 for under 10’s.

With payment plan options along with the increasingly popular Ticket for Life scheme, there are convenient ways to book your place at the 21st edition of Wychwood in 2027. So, if you feel like you’ve missed out this year or the festival comedown is hitting hard and you want something to look forward to next year – you know what to do.

We’ll see you there!

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WYCHWOOD FESTIVAL UPDATE: Shaun Williamson to bring Barrioke to the Main Stage

Following the news Sophie Ellis-Bextor had stepped up from her evening slot to headline Friday on the Sam Shrouder Main Stage, festival organisers have revealed her replacement…

*Drum Roll Please*

The legendary Barrioke has been promoted from the Howlin’ Pete’s tent, bringing the ultimate karaoke party to the main stage as part of his farewell tour.

The festival announced the decision in a social media post this afternoon (Wednesday 27 May), just a day before the festival kicks off.

“Barrioke is officially moving up to the Sam Shrouder Main Stage this Friday!

“With Sophie Ellis-Bextor stepping up for a sequin-studded headline performance we’re also bringing you the ultimate warm-up act.

“As part of Shaun’s farewell tour, we felt it’s only right that he gets the massive Main Stage moment he deserves, one last time.”

Addressing the Wychwood fanbase, the organisers continued:

“We thank you for your patience whilst we make this shuffle at such short notice. Updated stage times will be with you soon.

“Now, warm up those vocal cords and get your dancing shoes ready…Oh and don’t forget the suncream.”

Since Craig David announced he was walking away, social media had been awash with calls for the ever-popular Barrioke to be moved to the main stage.

The brainchild of Shaun Williamson (aka Barry from EastEnders), Barrioke has been a festival highlight in recent years with the tent regularly overflowing with punters looking to join in the non-stop good time vibes.

The premise is simple, but effective. It’s karaoke with Barry from EastEnders. Williamson welcomes fans up on stage to sing a song of their choosing, joins them in duets and hypes up the crowd to give them the adulation the moment so deserves.

Usually rocking a spangly gameshow host style blazer, Williamson is a natural entertainer and is fully in his element MCing, singing and doing stand up all at the same time. He announced that 2026 would be farewell tour for the Barrioke juggernaut – so it’s bound to be a big one!

To those naysayers who say Barrioke isn’t a main stage act, the fervour he creates would say otherwise – and the organisers of Wychwood have clearly decided “They’re gonna do it anywayyyyy…”.

WYCHWOOD FESTIVAL UPDATE: Headliner withdraws from Friday night slot

With just two days to go until the 20th edition of Wychwood Festival, organisers have announced Friday night headliner Craig David Presents TS5 is no longer able to perform.

The last-minute withdrawal sees the UK garage and R&B icon Walking Away from the festival – one can only assume due to how busy he is on Thursday and Friday and Saturday…

Posting online, Wychwood said:

“We are disappointed to announce that Craig David Presents TS5 is unfortunately unable to join us at Wychwood Festival this year due to circumstances beyond anyone’s control. We sincerely hope to welcome Craig to Wychwood in the future.

Our team has been working flat out behind the scenes to make sure Friday night remains every bit as special as planned and we are thrilled to announce that the phenomenal Sophie Ellis-Bextor is now stepping up to headline Friday night.

“Sophie was already set to bring the disco to the main stage, and now she will officially close the night with a sequin studded headline performance. We’re deeply grateful to Sophie and her team for rearranging plans at such short notice to make this happen.

Despite the disappointment many will feel at losing an iconic headliner in Craig David, there have been more than a few comments describing his booking as “Not very Wychwoody” so not everyone will be upset with the change.

So the baton passes to Sophie Ellis-Bextor, Queen of the Kitchen Disco, riding to the rescue upon a Disco-ball of pop brilliance (you’d imagine) to bring her sequin-studded disco to light up the night.

With a remarkable music career spanning over 25 years, Sophie has achieved five Top 10 albums and eight Top 10 singles. Her iconic hits include “Take Me Home,” “Get Over You,” “Heartbreak (Make Me a Dancer),” and “Murder on the Dancefloor”—which enjoyed a massive resurgence after featuring in the film Saltburn, now boasting over 11 billion global streams.

So could the Friday rejig open the doors to an exciting last-minute addition? With an already stacked lineup featuring the likes of Kaiser Chiefs, Levellers, Everything Everything, Maximo Park, Feeder, Boney M, Newton Faulkner, Chesney Hawkes and many more, Wychwood organisers’ little black book is clearly full to the brim with contacts – so watch this space!

One thing for sure is whoever steps into the fray it’s already a belter of a weekend in store for attendees.

The 20th edition of Wychwood Festival takes place 29th – 31st May 2026, Cheltenham Racecourse, Gloucestershire. Remaining tickets are available via Wychwoodfestival.com

BLOODSTOCK shares M2TM finals, plus 24 bands for the New Blood & EMP Stages

Are you ready for the battle to end all battles (dinosaurs optional)?! Presented by Westons Stowford Press, the METAL 2 THE MASSES grand finals start in Cyprus on April 19th and roll through 30 locations across England, Wales, Scotland, Northern Ireland, Channel Islands, Norway, as well as Cyprus!

Every winner will perform a 30 minute slot on the Stowford Press New Blood Stage! Round up your mates and get along to your local night – help shape the line-up of the festival and support grassroots venues and bands.

Dates and locations shake down as follows: 

April 19th – Cyprus – Savino Live, Larnaca
May 8th – Belfast – Voodoo
May 23rd – Leeds – The Belgrave
May 23rd – Scotland – La Belle Angele, Edinburgh
May 23rd – Sheffield – Corporation
May 29th – South Coast – Bear Cave, Bournemouth
May 30th – Northants – The Black Prince, Northampton
June 6th – Manchester – Rebellion
June 6th – East Anglia – Brickmakers, Norwich
June 6th – Birmingham – The Flapper
June 13th – Norway – The Tribute, Sandnes
June 20th – North Wales – XS @ Penny Black, Wrexham
June 20th – South Wales – Corn Exchange, Newport
June 20th – Hitchin – Club 85
June 20th – Somerset – Cobblestones, Bridgwater
June 20th – Newcastle – Trillians
June 20th – Kent – Leo’s Red Lion, Gravesend
June 26th – Channel Islands – The Pit @ St James, Guernsey
June 26th – Cheltenham – Frog and Fiddle
June 27th – Nottingham – Saltbox
June 27th – Burnley – Sanctuary
June 27th – Coventry – The Arches
July 4th – Merseyside – Box Park & Arc:Hive, Liverpool
July 4th – London – The Dome
July 4th – Brighton – Daltons
July 4th – Devon & Cornwall – Livewire, Saltash
July 5th – Nuneaton – The Queens Hall
July 11th – Oxford – The Jericho Tavern
July 11th – Stoke – The Underground
July 12th – Bristol – The Exchange

No other festival does more to support grassroots metal and local venues across the UK and beyond. That commitment was recognised at the 2024 Heavy Music Awards, where BLOODSTOCK and the Metal 2 The Masses initiative were honoured with the prestigious “H Award” for exceptional contribution to the underground scene.

You can get a flavour of what Metal 2 The Masses is all about here.
In exciting news for all BLOODSTOCK’s M2TM winners this year, fellow sponsors ESP and Engl Amps are offering up 3 incredible prizes, to be chosen from amongst the M2TM victors performing at the festival and presented on Sunday evening. The prizes include a new-for-2026, EC400 Quilted Maple guitar in See Through Black, a Phoenix 204DX bass in Redburst, and a Ravager IR amp head with a matching 1×12 Cab! 

Got your tickets? Without further ado, let’s reveal a massive 24 more bands joining the heavy metal party this August!
While you’re waiting for those M2TM finals to get underway and shape the majority of the New Blood stage line-up, BLOODSTOCK HQ has chosen a few other favourites from hundreds of cross-genre submissions to complete the bill. Stop by and discover your new favourite band! On Friday, you’ll be able to see death/doom devotees VOID BELOW, alt prog rock Londoners TEMPLES ON MARS, boisterous hardcore-metal alchemists NEGATIVE FRAME, and CONCRETE AGE, with their distinctive mix of ancient world music with extreme metal. 

Joining them on Saturday, are old school riff merchants THRASHERWOLF, N.Irish melo-death purveyors IMPERIAL DEMONIC, young aggressors CHAINED SAINT, and dark prog metal fiends IMBRIUM (featuring former members of Dreamcatcher, Memoreve and The Defiled). Not to be outdone, Sunday invites OVERPOWER, who forge together riffs of early influences like Metallica and Slayer, with the savagery of UKHC.  

BLOODSTOCK is also excited to reveal the full line-up for the new and improved EMP stage! Now situated in a new location in the main arena for less noise bleed, with a bigger stage and a bar, it’ll play host to more than a dozen up ‘n’ coming attention getters, so if you like to discover hot new music first, make sure you check out some bands here as well over the festival!

Friday welcomes heavy rockers UNTAMED SILENCE, melodic punkcore beasts CHANGE PERSONA, metalcore headbangers AFTER SMOKE CLEARS, rock-metal hybrid SOULRIDE, and symphonic prog metallers VANITAS.   Saturday offers occult doomsters GOAT MAJOR, modern classic rockers CANCEL THE TRANSMISSION, trad metalheads TEMPEST SAINT, power sludge duo TROLLMOTHER, and hardcore punkers DOSED

Rounding things off on Sunday are hardcore fans STITCHED, electro alt rockers WREX, modern metal squad FOLLOWING THE SIGNS, power trio THE CARTOON CARTEL, and dark alt crew AETHORIA.
If these bands are new to you, you have 4 months to get to know them!
To help you pass the time, BLOODSTOCK has also set up eleven special club nights around the U.K. where you can win BLOODSTOCK tickets to the day of your choice! For a riotous night out, put on your glad rags and run-don’t-walk to the following:

Sat 25th April – Camberley, Agincourt – Old Skool Rock and Metal NightSat
25th April – York, Bluebox – DeadboltSat
25th April – Manchester, Rebellion – Deadbolt
Sat 9th May – Bristol, Basement 45 – Apocalypse
Fri 5th June – Guildford, All Bar One – Schism
Sat 6th June – Brighton, Above – Apocalypse
Sat 6th June – Birmingham, RedCorc Bar – Eddie’s Rock Club
Sat 6th June – Nottingham, Rock City – Alpha Omega
Sat 11th July – Isle of Wight, Strings – Apocalypse
Sat 25th July – Southampton, Sobar – Apocalypse
Fri 31st July – London, Elektrowerkz – Voodoo

Stay tuned for more BLOODSTOCK news very soon.

BLOODSTOCK’s 25th anniversary is going to be truly unforgettable. BLOODSTOCK 2026 is delighted to present RJD headliners LAMB OF GOD, SLAUGHTER TO PREVAIL, JUDAS PRIEST, and SAXON. Sophie Lancaster stage headliners will be CRYPTOPSY (None So Vile 30-year anniversary set), WEDNESDAY 13, LEPROUS, and CARPENTER BRUT. You’ll also be able to see BODY COUNT, SEPULTURA, MUNICIPAL WASTE, DEATH ANGEL, TESTAMENT, NORTHLANE, BLEED FROM WITHIN, VENDED, ORBIT CULTURE, THE SCRATCH, IMPERIAL AGE, LIFE OF AGONY, OF MICE & MEN, BIOHAZARD, 200 STAB WOUNDS, THE HELL, BLACK SPIDERS, SHINING, NEVERMORE, EVIL SCARECROW, HEAVYSAURUS, SKYND, PARTY CANNON, BATTLESNAKE, INHUMAN NATURE, KITTIE, CASTLE RAT, GRAPHIC NATURE, BOOTYARD BANDITS, EXCREMENTORY GRINDFUCKERS, HIDDEN INTENT, SELLSWORD, NECKBREAKKER, SEETHING AKIRA, HAMMER, STAMPIN GROUND, URNE, CELESTIAL SANCTUARY, THROWN INTO EXILE, VIKING SKULL, BOUND IN FEAR, IMPERIUM, FROGLORD, MUSHROOMHEAD, DREAM STATE, TRIVAX, MANTIS DEFEATS JAGUAR, BLOOD COUNTESS, GURT, OUTERGODS, FLAYED DISCIPLE, NOISEPICKER, ACID THRONE, and ALUNAH. And there’s still more bands to be announced. 

All weekend tickets (including Kyrr) are now sold out, but you can still snap up day tickets for £99 (+fees) to be part of the fun! Not been to the festival before? A day ticket is a perfect taster to see what you think! Child tickets are also available and under 4’s attend for free. Head over to the ticket store to see all options and if you’re coming by car, pre-book to save on car parking! 

For the most up to date festival information, visit the official website at bloodstock.uk.com.
BLOODSTOCK 2026 will take place at Catton Park, Derbyshire on 6th – 9th August, 2026.

BLOODSTOCK REVEAL BLACK LABEL SOCIETY, FIT FOR AN AUTOPSY, & MORE BANDS FOR 2026

With Halloween around the corner, BLOODSTOCK has some early treats to share, by way of some fiendishly good bands to announce! No tricks here. Hot on the heels of the recent reveal of special guests BODY COUNT, today BLOODSTOCK can tell you another 10 bands who’ll be treading the boards at Catton Park next summer, and if you’re quick, you might just manage to snap up the last of the standard weekend tickets before the box office goblin swoops in with the giant sold out stamp. 

Striding onto the Ronnie James Dio main stage on Sunday, will be the mighty BLACK LABEL SOCIETY. Led by the inimitable, master storyteller Zakk Wylde, do they need any more introduction? Warm up your necks in advance headbangers, you’ll need it. Not ones to be intimidated by that hefty gut punch, Friday sees prime deathcore dealers FIT FOR AN AUTOPSY join the bill. 

The Sophie Lancaster stage is no slouch either. Thursday welcomes back Birmingham’s previous Metal 2 The Masses winners, boisterous lads MANTIS DEFEATS JAGUAR. Friday confirms sanguine-soaked black metal squad BLOOD COUNTESS and party sludge noiseniks GURT, both poised to enter the realms of BLOODSTOCK lore.

Keeping the metal heavy on Saturday, bear witness to the bleak sounds of blackened death & grind alchemists OUTERGODS. If you thought Sunday was a good day for a rest after all that, you thought wrong, because abrasive doom/punk/blues fans NOISEPICKER, stoner doomsters ALUNAH, death/thrash beasts FLAYED DISCIPLE, and Norwich doom trio ACID THRONE are fully committed to ensuring you round up your best metal weekender ever in blistering style!

There’s no time like the present to get your tickets ordered and start getting excited – head to the ticket store now and be part of history at BLOODSTOCK’s silver anniversary! Wednesday early access is also available in some campsites for those who want to max out their BLOODSTOCK experience. Day tickets will go on sale at a later date.
BLOODSTOCK’s 25th anniversary is going to be truly unforgettable.

BLOODSTOCK 2026 is delighted to present RJD headliners LAMB OF GOD, SLAUGHTER TO PREVAIL, JUDAS PRIEST, and SAXON. Over on the Sophie Lancaster stage, the headliners are CRYPTOPSY (None So Vile 30-year anniversary set), WEDNESDAY 13, LEPROUS, and CARPENTER BRUT.

You’ll also be able to see SEPULTURA, MUNICIPAL WASTE, DEATH ANGEL, NORTHLANE, BLEED FROM WITHIN, VENDED, ORBIT CULTURE, THE SCRATCH, IMPERIAL AGE, LIFE OF AGONY, OF MICE & MEN, BIOHAZARD, 200 STAB WOUNDS, THE HELL, BLACK SPIDERS, SHINING, NEVERMORE, EVIL SCARECROW, HEAVYSAURUS, SKYND, PARTY CANNON, BATTLESNAKE, INHUMAN NATURE, KITTIE, CASTLE RAT, GRAPHIC NATURE, BOOTYARD BANDITS, EXCREMENTORY GRINDFUCKERS, HIDDEN INTENT, SELLSWORD, NECKBREAKKER, SEETHING AKIRA, HAMMER, STAMPIN GROUND, URNE, CELESTIAL SANCTUARY, VIKING SKULL, BOUND IN FEAR, IMPERIUM, FROGLORD, MUSHROOMHEAD, DREAM STATE, and TRIVAX.

With many more bands & additional on site entertainment still to be announced, this is the must-attend celebration of 2026!

For the most up to date festival information, visit the official website at bloodstock.uk.com.

BLOODSTOCK 2026 will take place at Catton Park, Derbyshire on 6th – 9th August, 2026.