Back at the beginning of August we went to Forgotten Fields Festival, just outside Tunbridge Wells. I took ALOT of photos. Even after deleting the out of focus/stupid/unnecessary ones there are still ALOT. A few have gone out on facebook and twitter, but there are more photos than ever could be needed.
I have tried to maintain my theory that gig photos need an audience and a band, although a few bands we saw had very small audiences…..
Although Hot Vestry (above) were one of my favourites from the whole weekend. Also, as a coffee addict, the Tim Peaks tent was one of my favourites. In fact, the weekend sort of confirmed my musical tastes still veer towards the unusual rather than the popular…..
As for the festival, well, the sun shone
and because the event was local we knew lots of people there, without having made any big plans to travel there with them. The scale of the festival was Ok in walking terms, but did mean sound carried between stages.
Time is a healer in terms of portaloos and chilly camping – like childbirth, the spectacle of the main stage and the lazy Sunday morning are the memories that will hang around.
The festival is designed to be self contained, so it doesn’t directly benefit Tunbridge Wells by being nearby, but hopefully if it returns, the overall good of being near Tunbridge Wells helps our Musical History.