As a parklife virgin, it seemed apt that this growing dance festival would take place in Heaton Park, Manchester for the first time this year. The atmosphere was friendly – the vibe and energy brilliant.
Parklife 2013 I would describe as a homage to the arse. I couldnt help but feel a bit left out in not wearing the obligatory “batty riders” or “daisy dukes”.
The festival, clearly getting bigger, was small enough that if you walked behind the same woman twice, she could be recognised by her bum cheeks.
The queen of the arse award was given to …Iggy Azalea who opened with Beat Down. Wearing what looked like a customised Irish dancing outfit, she soon whipped her skirt off to reveal the short, shorts. It was like a warped Ceilidh. Four backing dancers wearing lycra silver and gold two pieces with the most amazing arse moves EVER, completely added to the Iggy buzz. Definitely “Work” had the crowd bouncing and a choir of women “working on their shit”.
The 10 years of Metropolis tent allowed Jaguar skills to delight us with his mixing for an hour. The Stage busy with huge animated cardboard cut-outs of himself , It was hugely nostalgic. Playing Smells like Teen Spirit and having the Street Fighter arcade showing on the big screen behind him, the set felt like 50 songs from the 90s.
The hip hop scene smashed it. A highlight being Jurassic 5 and in particular Cut Chemist and DJ Nu Mark battling the scratching on a metre wide turntable, a turnguitar and what looked like a tabard with a turntable and symbols attached. I didn’t see the mighty man Action Bronson rock up behind me in the crowd to share the sweat.
Ram Jam on Sunday night was where the real dancing happened. David Rodigan played all the best of reggae, just before Shy FX ensured the area reverberated.
On the main stage Rudimental was the biggest crowd I was a part of along with Plan B. Jessie Ware looked and sounded beautiful.