Piggyback-induced muscle cramps,
Holding your phone up to heaven and praying for a blessing from the reception gods,
Wrestling out of a mosh only to discover your limbs are now icicles,
A Macca’s run with security guards out the front and a cue longer than entry to the festival itself.
Welcome to Groove in the Moo folks!
Every year half the Perth population herd back to the burbs of Bunbury. Why you ask?
Well, the states largest all ages’ music festival is renowned for a consistently solid line-up, reasonably priced tickets (if you aren’t forced to bargain off a scalper the night before), and of course the array of interesting attire that bombards your Instagram feed the next day (who robbed Bunbury Kmart’s glitter isle?!)
This year there were four stages, over 40 acts, and possibly 400 different food trucks. Choosing between tacos and gozlemes was almost as difficult as scheduling what local, national, and international performances to see.
So who went? Our Milky German friends flew down under alongside the UK’s The Wombats; The Darkness emerged from a 10-year slumber to sing about a thing called love, and Violent Soho brought a toilet paper fight and a sound equipment hijack. Plus, our favourite Aussie DJ’s Slumberjack, Hayden James, and Dillon Francis joined old faves The Jungle Giants and Thundamentals. Not to mention we had stunning performances from fresh faces like Amy Shark and Tash Sultana; the list really does go on.
The Moolin Rouge stage was the hub for light techs, high-energy dance moves, and a whole lot of bass. Aussie duo Slumberjack attracted a buzzing crowd keen to be shocked by their new EP. The DJs delivered just the electricity I was expecting. Close your eyes while listening to their EP Fracture and you can just visualise the live performance; hypnotising vocals, catchy beats, and a base that makes your car thump. The smoke, streamers, and enthusiastic dance moves that come with a live performance made Slumberjack’s hits all the sweeter.
Next minute, USA’s K.Flay burst on stage in all her grungy and raw glory to perform last month’s popular Like-A-Version. The duo-turned-threesome’s rendition of M.I.A’s Paper Planes was the cherry on top of a flawless set.
Feeling as though I couldn’t witness a better live performance I decided to take my quest to new heights—literally. The swing ride didn’t look that high from the hour-long queue below, but I can assure you it is a long way for an iPhone drop…mine (somehow) did not.
Good thing too because it would be a shame not to take a pic of George Maple’s stunning wardrobe choice. The star swaggered out on stage like a queen, lit up in a hot red jacket that could only have been stolen from Lady GaGa. She entranced us with her smooth and sexy hits like Lover and Sticks & Horse, before finishing with the hit Talk—resulting in an eruption from the crowd.
British electro duo Snakehips were next and left me confused. I looked down at my feet. Yes, I was indeed standing in a mosh at GTM, so why did I feel as though I had been forced into your standard, stinky Perth nightclub? Overplayed 92.9 hits were barely remixed and accompanied by little to no on stage performance. We gave up and left before we had the opportunity to shout tone deaf about how wasted our friends were.
I had no choice but to turn to Hayden James and Dillon Francis for salvation. Although I found myself squashed between sweaty seventeen-year-olds, nothing could kill the feat of making it second row for the two biggest DJ sets of the evening.
There was something about Hayden James performance that just wasn’t as captivating as I had hoped. Little crowd interaction or unique visuals left me a bit bored. Thankfully our girl pal George Maple arrived just in time to put a spin on Hayden James’ most popular tune. The spicy version of Something About You received a lot of love when teamed up with Maple’s captivating dance moves and whimsical vocals.
Dillon Francis sure knew how to impress an Aussie crowd. Mean Girls clips played on repeat to Get Low; an entire song was dedicated to our favourite word starting with ‘F’ and rhyming with duck. The song Horses is only appropriately belted with a beer in hand and an arm around a friend (or closest person with bearable body odour). It was the perfect close to the evening.
Although I couldn’t feel my limbs, hear my friends, or find one patch of white left on my converse, I couldn’t help but smile. There is something that separates Groovin’ the Moo from any other musical festival—the acts that are almost as diverse as the crowd, the spacious set up, the friendly volunteers, and overall good vibes. You guessed it, I’ll be one of the thousands returning next year Bunno.