Eastern Electrics 2013 review

PUBLISHED: 12:38 05 August 2013 | UPDATED: 16:43 07 August 2013

Eastern Electrics 2013

Eastern Electrics 2013


AFTER the initial disappointment of my tent peg mallet being denied entry to Eastern Electrics at Knebworth Park, things soon improved rapidly.

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The door staff were officious, but the festival was preceded by warnings of killer fake ecstasy, and drug amnesty bins lined the route into the arena – a last chance offered to dispose of your dodgy narcotics before a sniffer dog found them.

All that negativity faded though, once the tent was pitched, the cider was opened and the tunes started banging (unlike my mallet).

It was like being in a tented village on another planet.

In the campsite, small one-man domes vied for grass space next to Spaghetti Western-style wigwams, and acrylic structures so large a family of eight could happily live in them.

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But, despite the disparity in sleeping arrangements, there was a unity of purpose –everyone was there to worship at the altar of dance music.

Which brings me neatly onto the purpose of this three-day extravaganza.

The line-up itself was billed as some of the “biggest DJs in the world”.

That may be a slight exaggeration, as these were not all household names, unless your household subscribes to DJ Magazine.

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But nonetheless the atmosphere was electric (or possibly, “Electrics”, geddit?).

The stages themselves were awesome, one of them constructed entirely of shipping containers.

Underground was the sound, but considering dance music, or EDM as Americans infuriatingly call it, is increasingly in danger of eating itself with pop pap collaborations, this was a welcome return to niche, cult status.

And more accessible entertainment was provided on Sunday, courtesy of a US house invasion, with Kerri Chandler and the legendary Masters at Work, the pick of the bunch.

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The bizarre prospect of a tent selling oxygen (it cures hangovers and livens you up apparently) for a fiver a pop, fitted in perfectly with the other-planetary vibe of this extraordinary festival.

Everyone I saw was smiley and happy and despite one shirtless man being carried out of the festival on Sunday, I did not personally witness any other trouble.

I for one hope Eastern Electrics pitch back up at Knebworth next year.

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