From the debauchery of Faux Mo to a Syrian wedding singer turned electro superstar, the Guardian Australia team pick their festival highs and lows
Hobart’s seventh Mona Foma (Mofo) festival ended, at least for me, around 2am on an arctic Monday morning in the Odeon theatre at one of the festival’s now legendary Faux Mo parties. Occupying an enormous block every night of the festival, the parties appear to be designed by and for someone on LSD.
Entering through a slit in some fabric, it felt like a birthing suite: people lying on the ground murmuring mantras and ambient synth playing, punctured by screams. In a confused moshpit, a weird liturgical dance troupe wearing only strips of black tape wound its way through the crowd (a mixture of art school types and pissed Hobart teens).
Metaller heaven
Extra-bouncy castles
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by Brigid Delaney via Electronic music | The Guardian
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