Supersonic Festival Review

If you ever fancy opening your eyes and ears to something a little different, and the idea of camping in a field is not for you, then head to Digbeth in Birmingham where the minimal grass more than suffices and the industrial landscape compliments the heady mix of funeral doom to avant jazz and grindcore.

Now in its seventh year, Supersonic is a festival that provides a tasty menu, dishing up some weird and wonderful delights for the more challenging palette and providing a line up that will leave you excited and exhausted with a ringing in your ears.

Based in the Custard Factory between three stages, you soon begin to feel that you are part of a secret family as you bump, jump and bang your locks and legs to some mind bending music with some like minded people.

The Capsule team, who carefully select their favourite artists from all over the world, clearly put in a lot of love by fixing a line up that really does have something for everybody.

With performances from the likes of Sunn O))) and Italian purveyors of cool, Goblin, there was a constant sense of anticipation as if anything was possible. From sky flying Monotonix and their levitating drum kit to sculptors of sound Growing, everything seemed slightly magical, and slightly unreal.

As the factory pumped out one master of ceremony after another, set to a murky backdrop of rain and concrete, I remembered why I loved Birmingham and also why I had spent £175 on 25db earplugs!

By Olivia Emes. Picture: www.katjaogrin.co.uk