This was my fourth Summer working here and I think my last. I greatly enjoyed the production side of the job, the actual making and preparing for the festival. But working at the festival under the supervision of “Team Leaders” who liked to show off their status and avoid actual work was not so much fun.
So let’s crack on with the pictures. Look away if you are at all squeemish. It was my Summer job, but on the first day it snowed.
I had a little mishap. The “official” story is that I was in a container and dropped a big box of screws on my toe. The end result was that I ended up in hospital with a broken toe. I’m waiting on what is happening with sick pay. HR have been nice to me so far, and I had two weeks working in the storage/supplies, in theory with my foot up as recommended by the hospital, in practise errr… no.
On the first day of the festival Red Bull put on an amazing display, which my old camera was far too slow to capture. Four aircraft, two WW2 Planes and an acrobatic plane and jet. The whole display was wasted on the crowd who were seriously indifferent.
Sound systems from around the campsite. Some people didn’t even bother going to the festival and spent their time partying there.
And Paris Hilton came to visit. She didn’t say, “Hi!” though.
Cut and screw. Repeat cut about a thousand times. Repeat screw about eight thousand times.
I have managed to paint something, but it is for a friend’s birthday.
And a small picture to accompany.
He never reads my blog so I think I won’t be spoiling the surprise.
Check out his band here https://forktail.bandcamp.com/releases
Well I jumped at the chance of getting some extra readies. My shopping list this Summer is quite long, topping up sundries and materials and the biggie a 3D printer. I want to escape the rather angular forms of laser cutting and start producing more organic forms with the help of the 3D Printer and a Vac Former. I found an interesting tutorial on YouTube, which after the success of my Clump Maker, I think I’ll give it a go.
There will be sporadic updates but as I am going to be hitting twelve or fourteen hour days nearer the festival I might not have the energy.
Time to dig out my rusty steed and burn off some of that winter fat.
It’s one of those things, if you don’t do it immediately you tend to put it off. And I have now, for about five weeks, and there is so much I want to share. But until I do this post I can’t.
Regular readers may remember that last year I worked at the Electric Love festival. https://www.electriclove.at/en/media
This year I did the same, except I didn’t work as a runner (exhausting and a short contract) but as part of the Production Team making stuff for the festival. This was a seven week contract which has given me enough to buy a small laser cutter.
What was nice was the lack of “Health and Safety”, not that it was dangerous but that the responsibility was on me. The equipment was maintained and it was up to me to ask if I did not know how to do something. If it felt unsafe I was expected to stop and check that everything was operating correctly. Very different from the UK where there is a blame culture.
This was a lot of fun and I will definitely do it again next year if they’ll let me.
Again it has been working with people young enough to be my grandchildren and in high temperatures (or torrential rain) but I think I did fairly well.
I did come to the conclusion that:
1) I need to be a bit fitter and more supple.
2) My body needs to be a bit more buff. Everyone seems to have been working out, mine sags in the middle.
3) My tan is a builders tan, neck to knees all white.
4) I’m not shaved enough, all the young guys were carefully shaved, chest, pits the lot. Well I can’t comment on everywhere as I wasn’t THAT well acquainted with my fellow workers.
5) I don’t have enough tattoos.
6) I’m not a devotee to Hardstyle, a bastard offspring of trance and techno, only harder and faster.
Without further ado here are my random selection of images from my time there.
My pet snail Hubert
Never got to see this guy perform
It took weeks to scrub this red paint off
It rained and rained and rained at times. Sometimes it rained some more for good measure.
Two early adopters.
There was one day in the set-up where we had to wait for some equipment to be delivered. The young lads I was working with chose to sit in a marquee and twiddle with their mobiles. I went out and enjoyed the glorious scenery.
Some of the extraordinary wildlife.
Burnt offering. The food this year was pretty dire.
This is a picture heavy post and totally off topic, so feel free to disregard.
I spent six days working at the Electric Love Festival as a runner for logistics. This was right on my doorstep, literally.
Longitude 13° 9’20.56″E
Zoom out and directly South you’ll see the Salzburg Ring racetrack. This was where it was at.
I have to say that I hit a wall after six days of over 35 degree temperatures and eleven/twelve hour shifts. I was thirty years older than most of the guys I was working with, but I think I managed to hold my own. The music seemed to be the same as what I was listening to twenty odd years ago and I was disappointed that there were no live-acts only DJs. But it was an experience and the money will be useful.
Anyway for your consideration are some impressions of my time there.
This was most impressive stage, a vast ape.
The crew food was a bit hit-and-miss. Somedays delicious, others execrable.