Showing posts with label arcadia spectacular. Show all posts
Showing posts with label arcadia spectacular. Show all posts

Wednesday, 22 August 2012

ARCADIA...... Nuff Said



Arcadia…. Where superlatives melt away and immersion tears through the limits. Boomtown Fair saw the latest incarnation of their infamous Spider set new standards in creativity, engineering and trans dimensional gobsmack.


Taking a perfectly sized area on the festival site with sides sloping into the heart of the beast, Arcadia had tweaked their awe inspiring structure into armour plated organics. Locking down volatile intensity, this was the 360 degree, all enveloping experience and proof if ever it was needed that this tight, down to earth and permanently outside the box crew are in a league of their own.

Built entirely out of scrap and discarded military hardware - Arcadia goes way beyond the realms of recycling and into the subatomic, shifting the charges of proton and neutron and the nature of matter itself from destructive former incarnations into the gloriously positive.


With a dancefloor centred underneath the structure and building momentum up the sides of the crater. With speaker stacks facing out in the round and satellite speaker stacks facing in from the primal ring of exploding Gothic lamposts. With lasers tracing the stars while bowel shattering pyrotechnics took your eyebrows off and blew you clean off your axis, the mutant creature of euphoric apocalypse was unleashed to stalk the landscape.

The crowd were pulled into the orbit of the Spider like never before – under it, over it around it and deep inside it as eye popping visuals flowed through visceral power into a mystical electricity. Words really don’t do it justice.



It nearly all went spectacularly tits up on the Friday night as quite frankly pathetic noise levels were forced on them by the powers that be (not the organizers we must add). It was so nearly a painful ‘what might have been’ as after all that work, design, effort and bonkers engineering, the jump into hyperspace that was just bursting to happen was compromised by the flick of a volume knob.


Thankfully – bass re entered the equation on the Saturday night after what we imagine must have been some seriously fraught negotiations. From the moment the show kicked in and the spider began to crackle with life – all the elements were there to show the incoming Perseids meteor shower a thing or two about spectacle. Aliens land in Boomtown??? Fucking right……..



As dry ice belched out from the skeleton of the structure in an inspired spin on the smoke machine concept and the amphitheatre of alchemy wove its way up the slopes turning base metals into magic – yet again – it was one of those ‘Were you there’ moments.



It never fails to astonish just how much Arcadia can push the boundaries and how a creativity honed entirely by subculture can blow mainstream constructs into oblivion. We’ve said it before and we’ll say it again – there is just nothing like it…. Pure, mind blowing next level. 

Here's the video from Boomtown



With thanks to Charlie Raven, Paul Holmes (Witness Images), Marianne Harris, Tom George and Luke Taylor for the photos




Thursday, 28 July 2011

ARCADIA - The Limits Go Up in Flames



Call it rave culture, festival culture, warehouse culture, call it whatever you like.......Arcadia may just be the best thing to have burst out of it in a generation. In a lazy age of PR driven commercialism across the club scene and an underground so often locked down in a sweaty basement where music and vibe alone push the envelope, the sheer insane majesty of Arcadia in full swing is just something else – another level, another realm, another vision, another circuit of consciousness altogether. Just fucking look at it!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Welded, melted, moulded, soldered, and mesmerizingly mutated from the scrapheap up, Arcadia is truly a transformational experience – both in its construction from abused military refuse back at HQ and the overwhelming flow of the Spider, their largest structure, as it oscillates spectacularly between the best trip you never did, the most unlikely bit of interstellar travel you never piloted, the most reassuringly bass drenched monster you never did a runner from, and the most awe inspiring, earth shattering party you’re actually going mental at.

We interviewed Pip Rush and Bertie Cole, the gloriously down to earth lunatics behind Arcadia last year after their epic performance at Glastonbury 2010 (see Issue 5) and having dropped back in to this year’s Glasto to reconnect with and relive the Arcadia experience – our minds were blown yet again by the sheer, all encompassing frenzy of it all going off. You never quite get your head round the structure itself, let alone the awesome basslines its hammering out, the acrobatics, the lasers, the precision lighting, the bolts of lightning sizzling across the night sky....and then of course.....there’s the explosions.....Fucking hell.......The explosions..... It’s a constant battle between dancing your nuts off and just standing still for a second, taking it all in and shaking your head in utter, wide eyed, sparkling disbelief.

If this was some commercial construct with no heart and soul – well – it would never have happened. You do have to be a certain shade of complete nutter to even dream it up, but in combining the DIY ethic of the old school with the sheer vision of their own mission, the technical know how and complete professionalism required to pull it all off, Arcadia have managed to harness the magical through the mechanical. Not to mention nutmegging Health and Safety with the fact that despite looking like a genetically modified spaceship that’s whistled into a rammed field through a tear in the space time continuum, every last bolt on the Spider is rock solidly precise, and, of course.........throwing the best party this side of a supernova.

Engineering Ecstatic Experience. Liquifying the Limits

Could keep going until the superlatives run out, but bottom line, it really boils down to Arcadia being at the apogee of underground creative culture – where the consciously commercial is blown clean away through sheer imagination, pure vibe and an absolutely slamming inter dimensional groove. It’s just unique.

To be honest – describing it has a certain pointlessness. You can’t encapsulate it. You can’t define it. You can’t explain it. And you can’t really believe it. You just have to live it and cling on for the ride.

Now check this video ;-))))