Roll up,roll up, fellow Layabouts and Degenerates, 'tis nearly that time of year when the Big Top rises on top of the Beatherder hill.
So don your funkiest apparel and join us for the splendid spectacular that is Trailer Trash.
Step right up and Gyrate with Giles' Pole-Dancing Robots whilst being amazed at the aural delights of the legendary Pilooski, the sensational (and decidedly sinful) Sicknote, the drama of Dogshow, our Godfather of Disco and Boogie-ing Down Mr Sean P and all the way from Italy, The 59ers (Merivoloso!)and prepare your ears to be massaged like never before my lubbers of life with a collaboration of, not one, but two superlative sound systems, an Underground Roots versus Dub Smugglers Sound Clash Extravaganza.
Dispel your disinhibitions at the tent flap doors and luxuriate with the Trash you anarchic angels, see the splendid The Strange, the rare and rambunctious The Rats and for those of you with a nervous disposition, mind your backs with the terrific Mr Teds.
So take heed my Lovely Guttersnipes, take flight and take it all in at Trailer Trash x
I know perhaps a little delayed, but cracking sets as usual at Beatherder this year ('12). One in particular for me, was the mystery guest from 730pm on Sat, played up to when the drum guys came on, who was that mystery guest please. ta
Posted by: Joanne | July 21, 2012 at 09:27 AM