It may be one of the last of the festival season, but Sunflowerfest is by no means least. Set on Tubby’s farm just outside Hillsborough, it is a weekend celebration of all things musical, earthy and fun spirited. There’s something about this particular festival vibe which sets it apart from summer’s offerings, and it’s probably the nearest thing to Woodstock that anyone is going to get to this year. From flowers in hair, down to barefoot campers in the mud, dreadlocks and tie-dye t-shirts: this is the hippie’s haven. Families flock here too. Over the course of the weekend, you’ll find it’s not unusual to see clans of toddlers clambering over tree stumps or perched on parents’ shoulders (all the better to see the bands!)And of bands, there are plenty! Lucky festival goers are treated to three days jam packed with artists whose tally reaches well over a hundred, performing on any one of five stages. Slight overlaps mean you might not see all your favourite act’s set but at least you’ll get the chance to catch a bit of everything, as the stage times at Sunflowerfest are some of the best organised we’ve seen from the Northern Irish festival circuit.
DAY ONE // Friday (17th August)The festival begins with repercussions from the night before, and predictably it was from copious amounts of rain. The car park was out of commission and for any festival’s first day that is never a good start. We got down to the festival nice and early so were able to dodge the traffic but this didn’t stop us from feeling the effects of the lack of parking facilities. It was a long walk uphill with all our gear and was an unfortunate way for things to kick off. Punters eventually trickle in throughout the afternoon, trudging along with their wheelbarrows in conditions which become swampy very quickly.However once on the festival site all the hard work and thought which had gone into your surrounding soon picks up your mood. Unique wooden structures along with a wide colour pallet of lights and flowers. A strong sense of bohemia is felt when on site and it goes a long way to relieving the stress of arrival. Let’s hope that continues. Three days is an ambitious length for a music fest this size, but it is a challenge we gladly accept.
Funk is first on the menu as a bare looking Main Stage is quickly filled up with the seven members of The Dead Presidents. They do everything right during a performance which took almost everybody by surprise. Their audience may not have had the energy to get involved but the band does stop as they shift between funk to pop – slowly moving from a ballad into pure ska! Matthew Wilson is an electric frontman, moving and shaking like a young James Brown. Before they blast into “Why Do You Try So Hard?” Matthew dedicates the song to “All you Hipster bastards out there”. A bold statement from a man wearing a bright blue suit, but also a naughty one for half three in the afternoon. Think of the children Matthew! An excellent start to the day. (9/10)
Derry favourites Intermission
fall a bit flat during a mid-afternoon lull on the Hillsborough farm. Their guitars and drums all sound great but just didn’t fit together as hoped. (5/10). Pay*ola
on the other hand produce the crispest sound of the day with some old school rock. Similar to The Darkness, Pay*ola mix it up with power chords and the always fashionable ballad to sign off their set. (7/10)
hit the Barn while the sun blisters outside. Boy do these lads know how to properly rock out! Where do they get the energy from? They bash through “Stan Winston’s Rough Seas” to “We Dine on Seeds” like a well-oiled machine. The colourful Barn is a hive of riffage and echoing symbols. It’s a very intimate performance which stuns most of the audience still. The set digresses as a football fan is invited on stage to express his dissatisfaction with his team’s former player. It’s an odd moment, but gives us a chuckle. “Lifehammer” is as intense as always but in the end the band fall victim to their early slot as the attendance is poor for a band this good! We like what we are hearing from the album and cannot wait for its impending release. (8/10)
After Forfey it’s hard not to see Runaway Go
as a power indie band with the ability to produce rowdiness at the drop of a hat. The biggest crowd of the day gathers as we delve into the meat and potatoes of the evening bill. Although it’s perhaps not as crazy as previous performances it’s hard not to warm to frontman Dave Jackson’s charms, no matter how many times you’ve seen them. Dave works the crowd encouraging sing-a-longs and clapping sequences. The newer songs are starting to become more polished but “Delicate Man” and “Electric” are both hard to beat.(8/10). The rain patters down as they leave the stage meaning that as we all run for shelter in the Barn Million $ Reload
are waiting with open arms. Black leather is the dress code as the impressive “Bullets in the Sky” goes down without a hitch. They have all the attitude of a classic American rock band with the foot-stomping tunes to back it up. (7/10)
The rain lets up as we dared to venture outside to catch Katharine Philippa on the beautiful amphitheatre that is the Campsite Stage. She is visibly frustrated. Her laptop and loop station break during sound check which means she is all alone with just her piano for company. “Whiter than I” gets lost in the open space but the crowd will her on. Then came the downpour. The rain soon turned torrential, with the wind hollering in our ears. She finishes her second track as many run for shelter. Katherine jokes that she wishes we could all join her on stage to save us from the weather and amazingly enough people take up the offer! A pat on the back must go to stage manager Declan Legge for letting it all go ahead. The stage around her is packed with punters in ponchos. A smile soon returns to Katharine’s face as she comes to life in the intimate setting. New track “Home” sounds great and as those who stayed are treated to one of the most special moments at a festival this summer. (7/10)
Bubbles, bright leggings and a Megadeth T-shirt… Yep, it’s the Wonder Villains. You know what you’re going to get with the Derry four and with many younger fans in the crowd their brand of bubble gum pop is lapped up. Just avoiding the rain they hop about playing “Zola” and “Marshall” for the welly-wearing revellers in the mud. Those wishing for something different from the band are slightly disappointed. The Wonder Villains know what their music is all about and they play it well. However with the talent at their disposal and after two great EPs there will be many who will be eager for them to try something more adventurous in the future. (7/10)
Lanterns on The Lake
are one of many bold bookings from organisers over the weekend, flown in from England and relatively unknown locally, they had a tough job to win over fans. Chilled out and experimental indie was what they brought to the table. Many people begin to gather as the sun sets and the campsite finally swells. Guitars played with bows featured along with other stringed instruments, it was indeed a strange set. Undoubtedly relaxing yet intriguing at the same time. It felt like we were going on a musical journey with the band. At periods it was uplifting but always staying mellow. It lacked a true crescendo during some songs. Building us up only for a faded out end, but we have a feeling that was the intention. A valued risk. (8/10)
At times you get the feeling that there are bands which are just made for playing in a field. Meanwhile others undoubtedly benefit from the focus which is created by four walls and a ceiling. Nasa Assassin
is definitely the latter. The biggest surprise of the weekend, the Lisburn natives came out of left field for many and put on a cracking show. To be blunt, they were awesome. The Barn was electric as they rattled through an array of rock-rap tunes, a-kin to an Ulster-version of Rage against the Machine. Real crowd pleasers and although it might not have been the slickest of musical performances it had all the energy which is needed for a great live show. Frontman “The Watcher” holds up a sign which reads “50 Shades of Nasa” to garner a final rapturous applause, firing it into the crowd so their legion of rowdy headbangers have a memento to scramble over. Self-titled track “Nasa Assassin” was the pick of the bunch. We highly recommend that you check this band out live when you can! (9/10)
Last up on the Main Stage after a long first day is local heavyweight Duke Special. The familiar head of dreadlocks poke up from behind the piano as he smiles towards the audience. His set full of jovial tunes is wonderfully lyrical and connects well with the diverse crowd. He stops at one point to thank everybody, describing how great our music scene has become and how lucky he feels for being able to make a living without having to move away. He invites the Wonder Villains to dance on stage as he finishes his set with the ever popular “Digging an Early Grave”. Although it was an enjoyable performance, it felt a bit on the short side and was overall quite static. Duke’s style of musical theatre-esque piano tracks aren’t for everybody and there was a feeling that perhaps a rock based act would have been more fitting to end the night. (7/10)
DAY TWO // Saturday (18th August)Drumming at six in the morning? The seeming joys of sharing a campsite with hundreds of other people. It was an interesting way to be woken up, probably expected at music festival to be honest. Many tell the culprits their dissatisfaction with their actions and are eventually stopped from their disrupting crusade. A few more hours of kip, a hearty breakfast and our minds soon turn to music.Against the colourful, psychedelic backdrop of the filled to capacity Barn stage, it’s time for the Irish reggae outfit the Barley Mob. From the start the entire barn is dancing along to the infectious ska beats and soulful love-filled lyrics. Their latest single “Stand Up Rise Up Big Up” gets the crowd so excited that a few muddy-feet accidentally slip over. However, there’s a warm unity felt across the barn and everyone tries to throw in a helping hand to get them on their feet again. If ever proof was needed to determine if the Barley Mob provide “Everybody’s music,” then this small, colourful barn is all the evidence you’d need. (8/10)
It’s hard to think of a band more befitting than Clown Parlour
to a lazy summer day like Saturday at Sunflowerfest. Their scaled back performance is down to a missing drummer whose stone “head” is unruly wielded by front man Mike Morcheca; apparently he had a run in with Medusa the night before. This allows for a more laid back approach, with half the band seated, embarking on a musical dander through each song. There are times when they drift a bit too far and fall into the background, but the crowd is brought back to attention with the help of a smart riff and a joke here and there. The natural ebb and flow of this set is brought to a head when a drummer emerges from nowhere and the band kicks into favourite, “Stanley Kubrick”. (7/10)
It’s time to get loud with The Rupture Dogs
this Saturday afternoon. Perhaps a bit disappointed by the crowds hesitation to cause a ruckus, the singer asks the crowd (who are still bombed from the night before) to do so. Dishing out some much needed advice,” hair of the dog ‘n’ all that,” the band’s loud and energetic set gets the crowd into action. As a special treat, not only does the band play a brand new song, but they also give T.Rex’s “20 Century Boy” a metal makeover, which seems to be the perfect cure for anyone braving the set with a hangover. (6/10)
It’s not just about the music either. A lesson in dowsing might come in handy when searching for your tent, or maybe a massage to ease those bruises from last night’s mosh pit. Perhaps you have a particular penchant for Yoga Trance Dance? It’s all catered for in the “Sunflower Bliss” side of the weekend programme. Further exploration of the festival site may bring you to the “Dawn Treader” – half of a landlocked pirate ship, overlooking the mossy Pond stage. Naturally, this is located directly beside Sunflowerfest’s very own incarnation of Narnia. Walk through the wardrobe and emerge in an enchanted glade complete with its very own lamppost and icy throne – which excited us at Chordblossom just as much as the wee ones, if we’re honest! Heading back to the stages, you’ll probably pass some of the festival’s fairy volunteers painting faces and providing smiles all around. Drink tokens are in place to ensure none of those pesky queues at the bar. Just watch out for wasps in your cider!
The Bonnevilles consist of a duo whose musical reach extends far beyond the limitations of their size. Anyone who ever thought a band required more than guitar and drums had their beliefs truly shook up by this belter of a set on The Barn stage. Looking slick in a white shirt and black tie ensemble, they present their own unique brand of blues-tinged-punk rock to a crowd more than ready for it. “Good Suits and Fighting Boots” and “One More Nail Outta Rock ‘n’ Roll’s Coffin” are just some of the songs which showcase The Bonnevilles’ tightly knit sound. Singer Andy McGibbon claims that all their songs are “about death”. He’s so absorbed in his performance he barely registers a rogue member of the audience gain access to the stage to sing down a (switched off) mic. “Can I get a Hallelujah?” he yells. Yes, you most certainly can! (8/10)
A few technical problems aren’t enough to hold back A Plastic Rose
during their set. As one of the music scene’s most enthusiastic front men Gerry Norman has plenty of ways of entertaining the crowd in between songs. At one stage, he asks to crowd for requests to which they respond by singing Happy Birthday, which the singer takes in good humour, despite the fact it’s not his birthday. As the audience hangs on his every word, he inspires the crowd to take up the role of the APR choir for Oceans, whilst new single “Boy Racer” gets the crowd moving and forget about the glitches at the start of the set. A Plastic Rose have plenty of aces up their sleeve, but none quite embody the festival spirit quite like their most renowned anthem, “Kids Don’t Behave Like This”. (7/10)
A quick dander round the site will lead you to the very impressive Electric Disco tent. While electro music rarely does well in daylight there is continually a dedicated group of ravers who find dance beats a relaxing alternative to all the trumpets and axe wielding. Particular stand outs include Ryan Vail (who continues to break one of the unwritten rules of music by wearing his own band T-shirt), Drum and Bass DJ Bad Operator and Casion. The former being a unique connoisseur of Game Boy based dance music. It’s brilliant and nostalgic all at the same time.
An expectant crowd gathers as Pocket Billiards
launch into their trademark energetic set. The fanbase is out in force and are treated to standards including the charmingly twee “Tetrisaurus Rex” and “Robot Repeat” (about people who hate their job – seemingly a good three quarters of the crowd judging by the response it gains). Even the more tentative moshers shed their inhibitions in aid of newly formed circle pit as the saxophone launches into a hearty solo. The Buckfast drinkers get a shout out as “So Many People, So Little Time” starts up, and a man in a chicken suit joins the stage. From Pocket Billiards, could we really expect any less? (9/10)
After all that excitement, it’s time to do a spot of relaxing back at the Campfire stage with songstress Rachel Austin
. She seems to be in her element surrounded by the natural world, kids running freely around and those taking part in the campfire spirit that the stage is meant to inspire. The beautifully- elegant “Babydoll” sees Austin joined on stage by her talented backing band, but the real treat of the evening is her performance of “Oh Heart”, which she pulls off with nothing but the power of the loop pedal, some very-apt farmyard themed sound effects and of course, her unique vocals. (8/10)
“The Moot” confirms the earthy, almost pagan mood of the fest, and provides some shade from the stone splitting sun (on Saturday, at least!). Here you can listen to readings from novelists and poets including Terry Hooley
and Stuart Bailie
. You can even go to film showings in the evening, if you fancy an alternative to the main stage. Of course, who can forget the trailblazing festival fashion on show for the weekend. The obligatory wellies are paired with anything from hand-made t-shirts to bikinis – and that wasn’t just for the girls. Thumbs up to Tubby’s farm for showcasing the finest array of headgear this summer; witches, cowboys, bowlers and fluffy deerstalkers all adding to the sense of fun embodied by Sunflowerfest.
What Jape’s pintsize frontman, Richie Egan, lacks in stature, he certainly makes up for in enthusiasm. It’s a thin spattering in attendance compared to Billiard’s previous slot, but as the set gains momentum the gathering increases. Their altogether enjoyable poppy sound can surely be accredited to the sheer volume of synths on stage here (at least 6…). This performance is packed with eccentric riffs and banter from Egan – including a big cheer for Sunflowerfest’s resident sheep. New track “Movement” happily builds up to a rather catchy hook and gets everyone dancing. As the sun is setting and the clouds turn golden pink, Jape completes the scene with a rendition of their most popular hit to date, “Floating”. (9/10)
The penultimate act for the evening has the audience in for a real treat as rapper and spoken-word artist Scroobius Pip
seems to be one of the main reasons to attend this year’s Sunflowerfest. He demands that the crowd gets as rowdy as possible from the beginning and they are more than happy to oblige, forming circle pits and crowd-surfing to the soundtrack of angsty metal riffs and honest punk poetry. It’s a sight which seems to highly impress Scroobius Pip as he performs tracks such as “Domestic Silence” and “Death of a Journalist.” The highlight of the set comes from the venomous reinterpretation of Soulja Boy’s “Crank that” which sees Pip point the finger at the usual suspects for the war on terror. To aid in his crusade against the powers that be, he rallies the crowd behind him to sing OIL and FUEL as the artist pauses for a breath between lyrics. If anyone doubted the quick- lipped talents of Scroobius Pip before this show, then this performance will have certainly united them behind his cause. (10/10)
Division is the word that would define Saturday night’s closers. After being battered, bruised and completely danced out from a hectic foray of acts on the Main Stage. Republic of Loose should be the perfect band to chill out and have a boogie to. There was an array of elements going on with keyboard, guitars and brass all infusing together well. Unfortunately the set comes across as slightly lightweight. The sounds of funk and blues are there but driven by an over compensating bass line, at times drawing comparisons to Simply Red. We know that the festival has a broad range of ages and music tastes but this set just didn’t work. There was a high expectation for a band that undoubtedly does have quality, but in the end were blown out of the water by Jape, Scroobius Pip and Pocket Billiards. It’s the nature of the festival beast and ‘headliners’ is a tag to live up to. Conditions were just not in their favour. (6/10)
The Moot draws a strong crowd as background music from an iPod turns into a flat out disco. Children performing as an air band to Spice Girls and Robbie Williams is what this festival is all about, good hearted fun which everybody can enjoy. Outside the first campfire of the weekend is lit to toast your toes, it wouldn’t be a proper camp out without one.
Indigo Fury DAY THREE // Sunday (19th August)Zip open the tent, big stretch and the obligatory look round to make sure nothing has moved or changed during the night. After completing the final morning routine of the weekend the whole place has started to feel a bit more homely. Its like we’d been staying in somebody’s house for a few days, we still wanted our own beds but we now knew where everything was and had grown slightly attached to the muddy fields and new weekend companions. As expected with a Sunday morning it was an even more relaxed vibe on site, with smoke from the night before still hanging in the air. A good cup of herbal tea sounds like an interesting alternative for a morning beverage, others still prefer a tinnie to get them started. Oh how we are going to miss this festival business. NI Soul Troup continue the theme of brass domination at Sunflowerfest attracting a fair amount of colourful jiving revellers for such an early start (7/10) If that hadn’t been a joyous enough way to kick things off then Katie and the Carnival was there to get the Sunday party started. Chilly and overcast, a football game breaks loose as a cavalcade of young and old transcend towards the stage. Eight members strong with a washboard to boot, very few bands sound like Katie’s. Along with her catchy poppy sounds there is elements of Country and Blues in tracks such as “Flag Me Down” and “Fancy Face”. “Dinosaurs” is their final track and is indeed a belter! A great finish to another encouraging performance from the collective. (8/10)
gets the Barn rocking with solos that bring the band to their knees. Alternative-Prog-Rock was what they fired at us, at times drawing comparisons as vastly different as Stereophonics and Rush. It takes a while to tune your ear to what exactly you’re listening to, but once you do it’s a rip-roaring treat. A song which they tell us is called “Song” kicks ass and who wouldn’t be woo-ed by a bass guitar which lights up!? Gimmicky or not, we loved it. (8/10)
“Can’t Keep Up” is stuck in the entire nation’s head by now so it is no surprise that Silhouette
draws a sterling audience to sing it with her. “Watching The Stars” is an excellent track and one of many gems which have been about for a while yet haven’t been made available for our collective MP3 players. The set is strong and powerful, mixing up the classical elements of the piano and strings with the rockier edge which their guitars and drums bring to the live performance. Few bands have worked harder this summer than Silhouette and it’s great to see them reaping the dividends with another impressive set. A screaming section from Shauna Tohill at the end of their final song comes out of nowhere and felt a bit odd after a fairly cheerful collection of pop tracks. Bizarrely flowers are then thrown on stage, be it their doing or not it was a strange finale.(7/10)
With the diversion into pop over, it was time for classic rock to take centre stage mid-afternoon. Simon McBride (7/10) and Grainne Duffy(6/10) both featured with their respective bands on the Main Stage. It feels cruel to describe them as quintessential dad-rock, but with a southern American twist that essentially what it was. With some blues guitar infused in there too, both sets were enjoyable with the sun reigning down to give us a greater sense of Americana.
The theme of old school rock soon moves towards punk, and who better to bring us there than original Stiff Little Finger Henry Cluney. Not the tightest of bands, they still keep us entertained with epic classics and witty stage banter. The pogo-ing soon begins as “Tin Solider” brings the barn to life. Henry then jokes “This next song was a B-side to our hit single “Teenage Kicks”, before teasing us with the iconic opening riff of “Alternative Ulster”. It feels incredible to hear that song played live by one its creators, and just when you think they’ve done it all they end on “Suspect Device”! Punk isn’t dead by a long way. (8/10)
It’s once again a less serious affair with returning Irish heroes Relish
playing the Main Stage. “Wildflowers” makes an appearance along with other hits. Frontman Ken is happy to be here and takes every opportunity to interact with those in front of him. At one point he jokes with a fan wearing only his underwear and a shawl to find some more clothes. The fan uses his time in the spotlight to remove his shawl and strip tease his friend beside him, security intervenes before things go too far. Not our favourite moment of the weekend but amusing all the same. The band then ends with “Rainbow Zephyr”, a song which had been propelled into most people’s brain from the popular Westlife cover “Hey Whatever”. As always the original is still the best and sounded great, although we were guilty of singing the wrong lyrics at times. Sorry Relish. (7/10)
The Campfire stage is popular as always on the third day. Brassroots make their first appearance of the day playing crowd pleasing acoustic big-band style covers which generates a large amount of buzz for their Main Stage set later that night. Six Miles North then took to the stage with Rachel Austin in tow. Acoustic tracks were what they served up and it was a fitting backdrop as the afternoon soon crept into evening. (6/10). However the stand-out performance on the Campfire stage goes to Ursula Burns. Putting it best herself, “I’m a fucking harpist”, this one was not for the kiddies. That didn’t stop countless amounts of little ones from making their way up to the front get a closer look at the unorthodox harp plucker. Those on the hill were in fits of laughter as her dead-pan comedic stylings were a big hit. “I Do It for the Money” tells a cynical tail of her own greed and other people who are oblivious to the fact that musicians need paid for their work. It’s as hilarious as the rest but its message rings true. It’s a shame some local promoters take our local talent for granted. Diverting from a rant, Ursula was brilliant. (8/10)
We always like to see a band play their home town. We learnt very quickly on Friday night of the strong connection Sunflowerfest has with the city of Lisburn, and even though it might not have been as rapturous as Nasa Assassin two evenings before, as soon as Rams’ Pocket Radio
come onto stage the area in front of them is filled very quickly. They start proceedings with an unnamed new track which has all the power and hooks that is to be expected from Rams’ – it seems that have finally found a great opener! From there they continue to hit the ground running, blasting through “Dieter Rams’ Has Got The Pocket Radios”, “Dogs Run In Packs”, “1+2”, and “Love Is A Bitter Thing” all in quick succession. Who else locally can boast a set list as strong and dynamic as that? “Coal, My Lips Are Sealed” has been tinkered with, featuring a brand spanking new bridge section. Guitarist Andy Black is calm and collected as he lets rip the epic solo in “We Can Be Invisible”, seriously impressive stuff. Peter McCauley is his usual unassuming self and is all business during a set which you can tell was important to him. If you haven’t been won over by Rams’ yet, judging by the new material there is nothing here to change your mind. One of our shining stars in what has been a great year for music in the province. (9/10)
are an utter joy to watch. Their passion is infectious and their energy lifts the mood of the site to another level. A fusion of big band music, ska and funk; they are a perfect match for a festival such as Sunflowerfest. For an instrumental brass band we can’t think of what more we could ask for. Mixing covers with their own unique originals there was something for everybody. Who would have ever thought New Order’s “Blue Monday” and Kylie’s “Can’t Get You out Of My Head” would work so well together – and sound effortlessly cool at the same time! Who needs a bass player when you have a tuba player as talented as David Aird, he is at the centre of everything they do, seamlessly driving along the beat. Trombonist Jerome Harper is flawless in his role of ring-leader, likeable and a whole heap fun. His smile and charm could win over the coldest of hearts. “Screw Face” is described by Harper as “brass band dubstep” and invites us all to go crazy to its groove. We happily oblige. At the end of each song pre-selected volunteers come on stage and hold up “Thank You” signs to the audience, it’s a nice touch. (And also fantastic advertising for their own merchandise which the volunteers just happen to be wearing). Before they finish with a cover of “Sweet Dreams”, Harper asks the crowd to make sure they all “Tell five friends about Brassroots”, then in an ingenious promotional move gets the entire crowd so sing it along with the band! We’d happily tell everybody we know about Brassroots based on this performance. An inspired booking by organisers that paid off BIG TIME. Other promoters take note. (10/10)
Bringing the entire weekend to an end was reggae masters Dreadzone
. Similar to infamous reggae bands such as the Wailers, they also draw comparisons to breakbeat 90s dance acts. It’s experimental trance with a Caribbean twist. “Return of the Dread” defines the performance, with too many musical styles coming together to count on one hand. To take it all in you had to lose yourself to the beat, which meant trying to tell when one song ends and another begins, which was quite difficult. The ever constant hippies and older ravers are in their element with a fair amount singing every word. The right mix of an upbeat tempo and chilled out vibe means Dreadzone fit perfectly in their slot on the bill. It feels a bit,“out there” but enjoyable all the same. They are musicians who know the art of putting on a great show. (8/10)
In what feels like a blink of the eye, it’s all over. A festival which didn’t get off to greatest of starts, it was still was able to draw us back in and win over our hearts and minds. Our final night was spent amongst the rest of the campers enjoying the biggest and brightest campfire of the weekend. As every great festival should evoke, we left feeling like we had experienced a very special event. It might not have the reputation other local festivals have garnered, but Sunflowerfest is ambitious – their ability to pull off such a vast and demanding project without any major problems deserves to be applauded! We left Tubby’s with happy memories of fellow festival-goers and musicians that will last for a long time.
We encourage you all to give Sunflowerfest a try next year, projects like this deserve to be supported!
Peter Cinnamond – Writing + Reviews
Leigh Forgie – Reviews
Grace Loughrey – Reviews
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