Hello all…
As you may know we have some shows in Australia in July and August; tickets for these go on sale on Thursday, but we have a special pre-sale link for the Syndey show! So if you live THERE, a limited number of tickets will be available from HERE!
Right, okay, this is getting ridiculous, there are only so many ways I can announce a festival! I’m running on reserves here. Help a brother (or sister, I could totally be a sister, you just have to ignore all those ‘Cheryl Cole is well fit’ references. Or not. Ooh, ambiguous) out!
If it weren’t for the fact that all these festivals ARE BLOODY AWESOME I’d be sick of ’em. Add to that the buy-one-get-one-free fact that Latitude Festival is also quite simply ‘mazing and my enthusiasm has been restored! Faith in festivals rising, rising like a proud salmon from the weary waters of my apathetic attitude.
So yeah, the boys Mumford are playing Latitude this year! For those who don’t know, this is wonderful news, plain and simple. So now you do. Know. What? They’ll be joined by the likes of Florence and her Machine, Vampire Weekend, Grizzly Bear, The National and good friends The Maccalads and The Temper Trap!
So unless you have a baby today, that is the best news you’ll hear all day… Can’t speak for tomorrow, you might get some better news. Plus, it’s a Friday, so you might have a date, which might lead to very good news indeed. Not only that, it’s literally a Good Friday anyway, so it automatically has an unfair advantage.
The 15th to the 18th of July are the dates you need to highlight in massivebold letters in your diaries, and the website you need to visit in order to secure tickets for this wonderful event is right HERE!
I might even see you there!
We’ve announced mad heaps festivals on this website over the past few months, each and all by in large pretty good, with the possible exception of the Obscure Fruits Festival – don’t remember it? You wouldn’t, it was that obscure. So obscure in fact, that it never even existed, ’cause I just made it up. Post-modern madness…?
This particular festival I’m sharing with you now however, didn’t fall to us to announce – falling instead just beyond my jurisdiction, by roughly the width of a single Wyatt Earp whisker, that’s approx. 0.93mm FYI – but I can proudly bellow it’s brilliance now. I am of course, talking about the wonderful Hop Farm Festival!
YAY! Royal Tunbridge Wells‘ most famous festival, as voted for by Mumford HQ! The Sons are gonna be playing main support come Saturday, 3rd of July to some new flash-in-the-pan-fella-or-other. Now I’m not hot on the old, ‘new’ music, so forgive me if I spell his name wrong… Bob Dylan is it?
Bob Dylan!?
BOB! DYLAN!
Tickets are available from the official site NOW! As well as fromotherticketagents! Fix up, book sharp!
We here at Mumford HQ are in absolutely no position to discuss matters of the heart. Each and every one of us – and when I refer to ‘each and everyone of us’, you understand I’m referring to me, right? I mean, despite my clever slight-of-word, there is no one else, you know that, right? This isn’t Shutter Island people – is forever teetering on the cusp of total heart-meltdown; us all, natural romantics, rendering us incapable of dispatching even the simplest slice of un-biased advice.
However, we will say this: don’t always be yourself. If you like a girl, but she doesn’t like you, but she likes the kid with long hair and an earing, grow your hair son! Grab that safety pin son and pierce that ear ’til you cry out in pain, pass out in agony and are found by your Mum in the family bathroom, ear dipped lobe-deep in a TCP/crushed aspirin solution and tear-stained face telling the shameful tale that will be told every Christmas from now until time’s end… Why won’t you let it go Mum!? For the love of…
Anyway, on to a subject matter I feel at far greater ease discussing, matters of music. Music matters, if you will. Or if you also will, Why Music Matters.
So, why does music matter? Tricky. Fortunately, a rather fine (and presumably handsome) collection of musos (including Sigur Ros, Nick Cave and Kate Bush), and (presumably less handsome) labels, managers and retailers all got together to extol the virtues of music, to re-introduce the idea of music as a precious commodity and highlight how to identify legitimate sources of music online, keeping it precious. Now, they could have gone about this by all matter (thanks) of means – newsletterpostercampaignwhatever – but instead commissioned the aforementioned artists to produce a series of videos recounting personal events explaining exactly why, to them, music really is all that matters.
I find this to be rather great. We hope you do too. We also hope you find the VIDEO we have selected for your viewing pleasure to be equally great; it tells the story of Sigur Ros, walking up a mountain, then walking back down again. Doesn’t sound amaze agreed, but it led to the recording of ( ), so in your face naysayer!
Speaking of faces, why not get involved with the Why Music Matters Facebook group! And not-speaking of birds, why not follow the unfolding events over the coming months on Twitter!
To summise: music matters! Videos are wicked! Push the ceiling!
So we’ve established that Mumford HQ is actually quite partial to Sundays. We also seem to have gathered from your comments that you, in turn – not so partial. Your words lead me to believe that in fact, quite the reverse is true,and for you, Sundays do still very much… Suck.
A misery compounded no doubt by the fact that, as sure as night follows day, Monday day follows Sunday night. Or something. Now, not even Mumford HQ’s perennially sunny disposition (*cough*) is immune to what can – at best – be described as Monday morning’s unique ‘charms’; personally, we pick ourselves up with a veritably varied feast of toast. Kitchen gets out of hand, we’re mixing up the medicine like Danny – peanut butter, Nutella, bananas, Marmite, jam, just go with the flow baby, anything goes…
We can also recommend another sure-fire remedy for the Monday morning blues: Mumford & Sons’ third single to be taken from Sigh No More, The Cave! Beautiful! And absolutely guaranteed to put a smile on your face, total banker, and yours for only a finger-full of pennies digitally on iTunes and physically (stand up 7" vinyl, London loves you) for the credit-munch friendly price of £2.99 from our pals at HMV!
Go on, cheer yourself up, that’s an order. We also order you to make some peanut butter and bananas on toast, you can thank us later… Unless you hate either ingredient… Or are allergic… In which case, I hear cornflakes are nice with fruit, I’d roll with that.