In it’s eighth year, the Tasmanian Falls Festival is going from strength to strength. Each day of the three day festival was full of sunshine, spectacular views, 23 International acts and a plethora of local bands – enough to whet any festival goers appetite. The picturesque Marion Bay saw more than 16 000 punters, half of them travelling from interstate to bring in the New Year with a stellar line-up.
Detroit based duo The Cool Kids set the crowd a bumpin’ and grinding on the first full day, with their old-school hip-hop beats. It was a real pleasure watching this hard core hip-hop group make the vintage clad crowd get their elbows up and move like they were in a Snoop Dog video.
As the sun went down on the 30th, the crowd was ready to warm up the grass with The Rapture. Halfway through the set, the guy next to me yelled out in a fit of pleasure “I WANNA MARRY THAT COW BELL!” Unfortunately, just as the crowd reached their peak of excitement, front man Luke Jenner forgot the lyrics mid-verse to No Sex for Ben – a tough mistake to cover-up.
On the beginning of day three, The Middle East changed the energy in the natural amphitheatre that made up the Valley Stage. Band member Bree Tranter whirled around the stage with a tambourine, while Jordan Ireland shook his hips like Elvis Presley on the Ed Sullivan Show. With their gentle melodies and four-part harmonies, the band sounded even better live and when they played Blood, the entire crowd went silent.
José Gonzalez’s has taken a break from covering other bands and has formed his own, very talented group, Junip. José crooned out a number of beautiful originals, complimented by other band members Elias Araya and Tobias Winterkorn. Tobias switched from percussion, to sax, to vocals without breaking a sweat and their three-piece harmonies matched each other so well they seemed to be coming from one being. A nearby crowd member described the experience as “a big choral hug.”
A nice surprise was when Megan Washington joined the funk and soul group The Bamboos on stage for a one-off performance. She fronted the band with confidence, before forgetting the words of the third verse and falling to the floor with embarrassment. The crowd brought her back to her feet and she finished the song gallantly.
As the crowd gathered for the count down, Peaches appeared in a large shawl of around 20 foam breasts and two similarly dressed lady friends. She did the honours and came back after an energetic set by the Klaxons. She led a sex fuelled DJ set, including a transvestite stripper, a multitude of skimpy costumes and enough dry humping to satisfy the most frustrated of male dogs. The crowd roared with pleasure when she finished the night off with her original Fuck the Pain Away.
All in all, this years Falls was far from disappointing and at this rate, the only question left is what’s next for the year!
By Alexandra Gibson