Reasons To Go To Bloc This WeekendBy Suze Olbrich
BLOC festival is happening this weekend and there are various, studiously compiled lists dictating which acts you should see floating about online already. But, your musical taste is yours, and we're not going to preach at you about HAVING to see that DJ, (y'know, the one that soundtracked your girlfriend batty-wining on your best mate while you were too monged to do anything about it last time round.)
So, in the interest of enticing you in on other merits, here are a few non-musical, but totally valid reasons, to grab one of the few tickets left.
Yes this has also been mentioned a lot, but for good reason. There will be a giant fucking warship at Bloc. One that you can climb all over and inside of whilst listening to all sorts of great music. Or playing imaginary Quasar, OR looking for somewhere quiet (ha, good luck) to convince your mate she is not really your mate but oh so much more.
TRIPPING THE LIGHT FANTASTIC
An insane amount of cash has been spent on lasers that do cool very shit at Bloc. They will be projected on to a huge old mill. They will make things come alive and grow on it, through the wonders of geo-mapping. They will make you truly gawp with a slackened jaw and not much does that these days, does it?
Every festival you go to, you will be there a long old while and even though you start with steely determination to see twenty-eight DJs sets in 12 hours, frankly at some point you will get a little tired, too wasted to stand, or just a tad bored of the inside of a venue. Either way this site is pretty vast, only just short of still being an industrial wasteland and filled with all sorts of random objects. Some of which you can sit and chill on and some of which came from the minds of the wonderful people who create Arcadia at Glastonbury. There are also a lot of places you can hide away from your gurning mates, should you need, and find more entertaining company to hang with.
NO KIDS, NO CLOWNS, NO FANCY DRESS & NO FREAKING CRAFT STALLS
This is a festival for grown ups. Nobody is going to try and convince you, that your life will be changed forever by wearing some local charity shop rejects they’ve spray-painted neon. Nobody is going to ask you to whittle anything. Nobody is going to be dragging their face-painted kids around the site to prove to their mates that little parenthood hasn’t dampened their rave vibe. And nobody is going to try and make you take part in any organised hilarity.
The good people of Bloc have provided a serious party space for adults, filled it with awesome DJs, a warship, a few bars, some other pretty cool shit and thousands of other grown ups. What more do you need?
Get your tickets here:
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