Truck Festival festivities

Last weekend I packed up my car, threw in a sleeping bag (oh how I wish packing was actually so nonchalant!) and headed down the M4 to Oxfordshire. We were off to Truck Festival in the heart of the Cotswolds for a weekend of dancing and live music.

This isn’t a massive, ‘hours walk to the campsite’ job - very much the opposite. The site is located at the beautiful Hill Farm and boasts a small, but perfectly formed campsite and five stages, ranging from the main stage (the Truck stage) to the saloon bar.

I don’t know how often I’ve said it but I am a massive fan of live music. From being about 13 I could think of few things I enjoy more than discovering a new band of seeing a live show, meaning a boutique festival like this was a real treat. There was no standing a mile away from the stage watching a big screen, there were in fact no screens at all at Truck. Instead a Ferris wheel to watch the bands from and stages where you could both hear and see the acts in all their glory.

Absolute highlights for me were Dan Croll, Saint Raymond and the Saturday night headliners, White Lies. Highly commended must go to Swim Deep, Stornoway and Nothing But Thieves. They all lie rather wide on the music spectrum, but for upbeat male lead vocals of the ‘indie/pop/folk/electronic’ persuasion (told you it was broad!) then have a listen to Swim Deep and Dan Croll. For a more sophisticated vibe with a touch of Interpol listen to some of White Lies’ older material. DO have a look at the line up here if you’re interested.

In a nutshell, the atmosphere was serene in the day times and raucous when the sun when down – just how I like it. A mention must go out to the food vendors who sold all sorts from fresh salads, amazing spicy noodles and casseroles and the obvious pizza, burgers and donuts. Also, all proceeds from the food vendors went to a charity of their choosing, which I felt was a really nice touch. The star of the food tent was the smoothies - mixed fruit or banana clearly saved many from the impending hangovers of doom that hung in the air each morning and for £1 they were quite frankly delicious.

It’s sad that that I haven’s got any festivals left for the summer now but I can wait for the autumn when I have a plethora of gigs in hand. I’m most looking forward to Dry the River at The Forum and seeing George Ezra again, twice… it’ll only be the seventh time since April! I’m off on holiday next week but am sure I’ll have some post or other lined up. Happy Wednesday.

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