As a non-profit organisation, WOMADelaide’s continued growth depends on philanthropy to support the success, diversity and creativity excellence of the festival.
Once such supporter is Simon Hackett who spoke with aspiring journalist Bert Rich about the place WOMADelaide has within Adelaide’s culture.
Abuoio Wiew was one such journo who used her skills in photography to snap a stack of awesome shots of what’s to come at the long weekend World of Music, Arts and Dance festival.
It’s likely there will be a bit of travel time to account for with most GMF attendees, but I would still be jotting this one down in my yearly calendar as not to be missed! The camping aspect (teaming up with Halls Gap Caravan Park – $30pp) is another complete experience in and of itself. This is a hotbed for meeting people, swapping stories and making new friends!
Jonny Woo and his band provide an amazing, almost immersive experience into the early 70s with a show that comes across as a massive labour of love for all those involved.
The three hundred or so souls who made the effort to attend The New Pornographers’ gig will all have come away happy and impressed. It was a gig that will rank amongst the very best of the year.
While she’s only been writing music for about the past two years, Stellie is currently getting plenty of national airplay and is certainly hitting the big time.
The music at WOMADelaide is a chance to experience and learn about a myriad of different cultures, find out about or support local artists and hear music that you may never get to listen to again.
Night two of Tokyo Jet Daze – A Japanese Punk Weekender was even more explosive than night one, as Guitar Wolf and The 188.8.131.52’s shook The RCC to its foundations with their brand of wild garage rock and roll.
The first night of Tokyo Jet Daze – A Punk Weekender delivered a high energy night of punk rock excess. Featuring The Jet Boys, and legendary band The 184.108.40.206’s, it provided ample evidence that primal rock music will never die!
Renee Geyer opened her show with a version of B.B. King’s The Thrill Is Gone, a song whose title could not be further from the truth for those who bought tickets to see her this time around.