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Review: MINT Festival


After a short and very very speedy ride via bus (bloody terrifying I might add) I had arrived at Wetherby Racecourse. As I was admiring the views on my brisk walk up to the entrance checkpoints, I was greeted by the all too familiar sound of bass thumping in the distance. MINT festival was well under way.

Picture by Mantas Zalepuga

This year the festival had 6 arenas, down from last year’s 8. This, however, did not mean the festival was at all smaller – for the first time MINT Festival went on for two days. All of the arenas were under massive marquees to prevent any nasty weather spoiling the fun and each and every stage had huge LED screens for visuals. The sound was top-notch in majority of the arenas, with a few exceptions – mainly the GOODGRIEF & Digital Society stage, the hard dance tent, although as I am no purveyor of this genre I might be wrong on this one.

I spent most of my time on Saturday at the MINT Presents stage (Jungle Jam & Detonate on Sunday). Even though it was empty when I arrived (around 1PM), it quickly filled up for George Fitzgerald. Thoroughly enjoyable performance – even if a little underwhelming. The best way to describe his set is that if you have had the pleasure of seeing him once before or even watched any of his Boiler Room sets then you have experienced the same I did at MINT. Again, thoroughly enjoyable, yet not remotely memorable.

Maya Jane Coles took the stage next (and delivered) and as I have had seen her before, I took a wander around the grounds. Other stages at MINT included the very aptly named “Bitch” stage for all of the EDM ‘artists’, the Blasé Boys Club  stage with performances from the likes of Kiwi (thoroughly enjoyed bouncing to his deep house grooves), Waze & Odyssey, Tiga and Duke Dumont. The Knee Deep in Sound (Prism, Circular & Deja Vu on Sunday) stage played host to the likes of Green Velvet, Hot Since 82 and Denney. Last but certainly not least we had the System & Set Twenty One arena (Elrow on Sunday) where one of Animaux’s favourite guests Annie Errez performed alongside Premiesku (LIVE), Apollonia and Luciano among others. As you can see there was a huge variety of stages, artists and music genres which benefited all the punters – everyone had somewhere to go and someone to be very excited about.

I returned to the MINT Presents stage for Martinez Brothers and even though I had high expectations for them I was completely blown away. These two really know how to put on a party and the their two-hour set felt like a very welcome explosion of euphoria. Everyone around me – including the bouncers and guys backstage were grooving with huge grins on their faces. Highlight of MINT and I cannot recommend them enough.

Photo by Mantas Zalepuga.

Mister Sven Väth was up next and I could not imagine anyone more suited to follow the Martinez Brothers’ show. The stage designers, light and visual guys, pyrotechnics and everyone else went all out to make Sven’s set look amazing but therein lies the issue. It looked amazing – lasers, fireballs, amazing visuals and lighting were top-notch however when it came to the actual set.. I was very underwhelmed, the long intro was setting it up to be something it never really became and even though I am a huge fan of minimal techno people wanted a proper belter of a set to close the first day of the festival and that never came. He weaned between bass and minimal techno and eventually it seemed people lost interest and the tent started losing people. Do not get me wrong, the music itself was amazing but with the reputation that Väth comes expectations were a lot higher than what was delivered.

And thus day one concluded and thousands of people tried to go home or Leeds for the afterparties. I say tried as the tiny roundabout next to the festival grounds got slammed by people trying to hail taxis, fighting and other usual post-festival malarkey. This has to be addressed next year as having hundreds of intoxicated people running on a road is bloody dangerous.

Sunday was a lot quieter – it seemed people’s batteries ran out on Saturday. Due to technical difficulties Elrow & Seth Troxler Presents stages were combined into one, however this ended up with quite a few unexpected yet fantastic b2b’s and all of the inflatables! Special mentions of the day go to Zip and Ricardo Villalobos back to back as well as Henrik Schwarz’s performance.

All in all MINT Festival was a truly great experience with a lot of fantastic artists and insane production quality. Recommend.


Mr. O’Donnell at Sub:terranea


As I walked into Mansion, and ventured down those very narrow stairs, I could feel the bass creeping up on me. I opened the door, and BAM – the bass hit me. There was Mr. O’Donnell, already on the decks from before midnight, swaying about. It was my last night out in York before I left for home, so I had knocked back (unintentionally?) quite a few drinks… But there were some truly unforgettable moments, even to me in my relatively intoxicated state!

Disclaimer: I shall also be referring to Bobby O’Donnell as Mr. O’Donnell, because he was just THAT good, and also because it just sounds way cooler – he deserves it for being the suave cat that he is.

By half-past midnight, he had stopped twiddling with his hair (which by the way, is lovely to look at) and began bombarding us with smothering bass-lines. Now these smothering bass-lines did not come in the form of the generic house beat that most people are familiar with. The beats extended to tribal-like sounds encouraging the crowd to dance like they were all part of a cult or tribe in a jungle; and yes, that does include myself also. The etheric synths accompanying the beats were just the cherry on top of the cake as everyone swayed together, and some even held hands. Of course then people started hugging, and although I could suggest that some may have been otherwise inebriated or intoxicated, I think I’ll stick to my own opinion and say that Mr. O’Donnell evoked all those feelings with his music.

It is now quarter-past one and Mr. O’Donnell isn’t finished with us yet. By that point, I was certain viagra en france that I was dancing (and sweating) like a maniac, not because I had a couple of drinks, but because he was just incredibly good at leading a crowd. Mr. O’Donnell had overtaken the power of our feet and bodies and made them move in the most sultry and seductive ways. Then, I heard something I recognised… something I loved… Something I never ever thought I’d hear in the UK. Oh yes, he was indeed sampling, on the spot, one of the sexiest songs that ever existed – Universe by Aquarius Heaven. In that moment, I turned into the ‘overly excited girlfriend’ and began prancing around the DJ box trying to grab his attention. I screamed at him ‘OH MY GOD AQUARIUS HEAVEN, OH MY GOD!’ and to my surprise AND pleasure, was greeted with a euphoric smile on his face and a very sturdy high-five/handshake!

Mr. O’Donnell was, in fact, one of the friendliest DJs I had ever met; as oppose to some very arrogant and pompous assholes I had met in the past that would simply ignore the fact that you were praising their music selection. I even ran into him on the way out of Mansion and was greeted by a long and warm embrace/hug!

For the last half hour of his set, he blasted us with even more hard-hitting bass, and turned us on our heads by bursting acid bass-lines. Hands were in the air, people were jumping around, but damn, where was the crowd? I suddenly came to the sad realization that throughout the entire night there must have only been 80 people around. My housemate, who rarely dances when he is sober (and he was dancing at this moment despite his sober state), turns round and tells me ‘They are really good, but there’s no crowd and it’s a shame’. Indeed, it was a shame. I hadn’t heard music like that in York for, at least, a good month. It appears that the over-saturation of the electronic music scene in York had finally taken its toll. Either that, or most people into this kind of ‘underground’ scene, had already gone home. Nevertheless, despite my awareness of the ‘lack’ of crowd, the people who were there had a fantastic time, and by that point I felt privileged to have even been there.

To end the night, Phil Warner came on, toning it down a notch to a more melodic experience – an apt end to the night after most of us had spent the last 3 hours jumping about. The crowd resulted to moving like waves and everyone began making their way home, chipper like they had all just had the best roast dinner of their lives. It was my first Sub:terranea, and after an experience like that, it certainly won’t be my last.

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