The reason for the whining is because everyone goes on the premise of having an enjoyable, fun, not pretentious weekend, which has unfortunuately been given an unpleasant edge by the actions of a large minority of dickheaded sociopaths.

Nobody goes to ATP to stay in their chalet all weekend and drink shandy, but when you physically can't get into a venue there's not a lot else to do. There were a lot of disaffected looking people there this weekend, not only the 'studenty' scenester misfits jumping on the band wagon of yet another successful festival.

it kinda sucks how something cool can catch on huge with all the wrong people and become crappy.

All I can hope is that the in turns obtuse, old school and incredibly niche [or seminal, depending on your take] music was enough to deter all but the regulars/fans from coming again.

What's with all the bad mouthing of students, not every pissed up loudmouth is a student; we’ve all been one at some point or another. I’m sick of all the moaning, try going wild now and an again it won't hurt I promise.

I wasn't one of those people banging pots and pans but I've not got a problem with it. It’s a fucking festival, thousands of people drinking and doing drugs. You could have had your chalet set on fire the toilets could have been unusable and you could have had half naked teenagers trying to give you free hugs but you didn't. You should be thankful that all you got off with was a bit of outdoor free style kitchen music.

Oh and before any smart arse points it out I'm quite aware of the irony of making a post moaning about how much people moan.

Happy days.

[i][i][i]it was definitely at about 5 or 6 in the morning. my chalet is visible in that photo (no, that's not me looking out the window).

eagle-eyed music fans and cunt-spotters will note in this photo the lack of anyone over the age of 24. they will also note the prevalence of cunty haircuts and cunty "i'm-into-indie-music-you-know" brightly coloured tacky thrifstore clothing.

something else i noted about this photo... i [i]hate every single person in it. and i've not met any of them. strange.

studenty, loudmouthed, pissed-up arseholes. at atp. great.[/i][/i][/i][/i]



You are a smart fellow, being able to tell all that info about people you never met just from a photo. It is immense how much YOU can tell about someone from a hair do, MAte you sound like a down to earth kind of guy can i share a challet with you next year. You could have just said those pricks woke me up or it was a bit idiotic for the time of night, rather than sycho analysing them, and makin yourself sound like a borin cock with somethin thick stuck up your arse. oh and guess what every single person in that photo hates your fuckin guts equally, you pompous nonse, and we havn't met either, bring on the conservative atp you crave:

On the note of festival review i beg every one reviewing this fest to think of their favourate atp, rate it 10, then think what would this latest fest rate as. My score is 4 and it is closer to 3 than 5.

fortissimorecords wrote:5 in the morning??? were you pissed??? It was about 10 or 11 at the most!!! I thought it was hilarious!!! But yeah, i get yr point about it sounding like simply red!!!

10 or 11 i think you were the pissed one scot, that ginger cunt couldn't have created pan mania,

JAh wrote:like a borin cock with somethin thick stuck up your arse.

Insults are extremely last year.

i was in my chalet when the pots and pans thing went down.it was about 1:35am (not 11 or 5). at first it was pretty funny, they were shouting "Fuck staremaster!!!" which i totally agree with. it did get a little out of hand and i can see peoples beef with the whole "becoming reading" thing. maybe more good bands (like previous years) would keep the kidz more occupied. but if staremaster is back next year i'm bringing a drum kit and a marching band.

There were some chaps, who had a drum kit and an electric bass guitar in their chalet but they behaved well at night (Somewhere in the 500 number region). No, from what I can tell they weren't a band that performed at ATP. They had a Liverpool scarf in their window.
I briefly woke up at about 5 on sunday morning because of a large number of shouting and pot banging kids passing our chalet. I immediately fell asleep again and dreamt about a medieval army getting ready for a battle. I think Mel Gibson dressed as Braveheart was in it too.
Next day I told my fellow jerry Krauts not to worry and that it was typical for the English to get drunk after a disappointment and to show some odd behavior. They were happy with my explanation. I've heard people say things like:" this band is fucking shit, let's get pissed..." Of course, those silly kids were not a typical example of the fine young lads out on the streets at night on their way from pubs and clubs.

fraser wrote:Overheard comment of the festival after slint: "i fawt they 'ad keyboards in 'em mate" god fucking help me.

That could well have been my friend Ben who was both off his tits and JOKING. Making judgements about events based on random comments overheard out of context = awesome.

Having said that, it is entirely possible that you were making fun of the same person.

The ATP vibe was a lot less friendly than I was expecting it to be. Lots of people, I suspect, big fish in their respective ponds (svengali of Scunthorpe post-rock scene, whatever), felt a little anonymous or irrelevant and reacted badly. Funny how it's amongst congregations of relatively like-minded strangers that the most embittered hostilities develop.

Big props to Jon Wood II who had the balls to emblazen his woolly jumper with the (hated) Fightstar sticker.

i just stumbled across this forum/thread. i happened to be in the pot banging, it seemed to me like quite a beautiful, spontaneous thing. sparked off by 5 or 6 people, people joined together, united by rhythm, until there were about 100 of us.

or, as you could say: a load of fucking (and upsetting) noise.

MrFood wrote:eagle-eyed music fans and cunt-spotters will note in this photo the lack of anyone over the age of 24. they will also note the prevalence of cunty haircuts and cunty "i'm-into-indie-music-you-know" brightly coloured tacky thrifstore clothing.

actually the "i'm-into-music-you-know" people stayed at the sides with their arms folded, tutting whilst conversations along the lines of "golding was right" and "bring back national service" were exchanged.

are you missing your youth?

Champion Rabbit wrote:It's very, very easy to make other people less happy or comfortable than they would otherwise be

were people worried that violence was about to erupt? did we seem violent?

cutshaw wrote:
I think I was justified at shouting "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" in nothing but underpants at the chalet door, it being 5 in the morning and everything?!

haha, fair enough. although i think this is an excellent example of the application of the word "futile". i'd have laughed if everyone stopped though, and went home.

YO31 wrote:I also heard someone use (i.e. scream at his friends face) the term 'fuckinmelvinsdude' as a single word. Tragic and very annoying.

yeah, you're right, that IS sick.