Review: The Pleasure Garden is a sprawling celebration of creativity

At The Pleasure Garden, the attendees were almost as interesting to watch as the musical acts.

A great deal of effort and creativity was clearly invested in achieving this joyous and celebratory eruption of sartorial splendour. Within a period of approximately five minutes, it was possible to see purple feather headdresses, glitter-encrusted beards, shimmering silver pants, vintage disco-era pink flares, a skeleton-print one-piece and luminous green grass skirts.

Roving performers added further zest to this immersive event. Even the stone-cold sober had the opportunity to witness stilt-walkers smiling beatifically, plants dancing and a giant alien snail ambling by. 8Foot Felix proved to be the perfect fit for this vivid environment as their eccentric appearance, swashbuckling tales and general air of intergalactic otherness was a quirky treat.

Crooked Colours pumped out throbbing bass, thumping beats and a decidedly chilled-out vibe while Montaigne displayed acrobatic vocals that reached for the stars. Her impressive and inventive vocal performance complemented her theatrical stage antics and a set of songs characterised by unexpected twists and tantalising turns.

Fat Freddy’s Drop garnered an enthusiastic response from the huge audience that flocked to their feel-good performance. The silky smooth vocals, soulful brass, genre-hopping escapades and uplifting dubtastic reggae rhythms bathed the audience in a positive sonic glow. The happy faces and blissful sense of abandon that infused the audience encapsulated all that is great about this vibrant festival.

By Graham Blackley

Highlight: The friendly and inclusive atmosphere

Lowlight: The lengthy wait at the bar

Crowd favourite: Fat Freddy’s Drop