Festival: Latitude 2011

Imagine this: you’re at a festival – one of the many, many festivals available to the British public this summer. You’ve been there since 11am, following a departure time from your humble abode at 7am, the intermittent journey itself taking several hours longer than anticipated on account of every other attendee having the exact same departure/arrival plan as you. You’ve seen, like, three bands; you’ve had a couple of suds; you’ve lost your mates already who have fucked off down the front of the main stage so they can be in a prime crushing position for the headliners of that particular day (the bastards). You’re knackered already. You don’t fancy catching another band until you’ve properly chilled out. You don’t want to go back to the tent on your larry so you can just get laughed at by your new acquaintences who have just pitched up theirs the moment you’ve turned your back right on top of your ground sheet. You’re getting sunburnt. You’re having a terrible time. What on earth are you going to do? Realise your schoolboy-error and hit up Latitude Festival instead, of course. You silly sod.

Yes, oh bloody yes, Latitude is back for it’s 6th successive year, and is set to be bigger than a bread box. Setting up shop at it’s regular stomping ground in the scenic backdrop of Suffolk county on 15th-17th July, the wonderful promoters have worked their magic once more on the seemingly-impossible task of combining live music from some of the best acts around right now, both old and new, with other forms of culturally-enlightening entertainment. Don’t fancy watching bands back to back? You don’t have to, dude. You can pop into the Comedy Arena to get your belly laugh on to Phil Jupitus, or giggle it up to the piercing high-pitched nasals of Alan Carr. Nope? How about nipping over to the Film & Music Arena and have a word with Steve Coogan and/or Rob Brydon in a little Q&A about their latest BBC comedy series The Trip. Kids crowding your groove? Why not stroll those little tikes down to the Children’s Arena so they can deal with making stuff out of clay for a few hours, and slip off to the Literary Arena to get your politicking on with David Davis MP for a riveting debate while they’re not looking? Actually, dumping your kids at a large-capacity festival in the countryside is probably an awful idea, but these are just some examples of the embedded delights that Latitude has to offer this year. Other tasty treats include a Literary Salon, a secret arena called The Faraway Forest, and a Poetry Arena. Right on.


As the man himself, Melvie B, says above (kinda) – and for those reading who were starting to doubt the remit of this here website – the band line up is, of course, well and truly taken care of.  Headliners The National, Paulo Nutini and Suede should cater for most tastes along the indie spectrum as far as big-boy slots go, but there are a vast array of KM-approved outfits appearing over the course of the weekend, including Ed Sheeran, Hurts, Everything Everything (LIKE WOOOOAAAH!), Lykke Li, Echo & The Bunnymen (who we owe our very name to), Foals, The Walkmen, Naked & Famous, Eels, Grouplove, Mazes, Admiral Fallow, Tripwires…far too many to mention, but certainly one of the strongest line ups of any event this year in our eyes. If you wanna know more, click HERE.

Weekend tickets (£170), single day tickets (£70) and kid’s tickets (£5) are on sale, and available HERE. Go geddum.

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