Mount Mocha Kilimanjaro

i don't have words to describe how good these guys were.. i got ridiculously lucky to somehow see them twice in a night! it was around 11pm and we'd seen donnie and his dogs, eaten, explored and rendezvoused... i'd just left tent familiarization at dylan's(!) and we were rushing to get to rapscallion, we rocked up early apparently... but the rapscallion never came :( in desperation and dismay we were struggling to put together a plan, out of nowhere, we heard the throb of a nearby display of slap bass and solo polo vision..

it took a while to register what was happening on stage i guess it was because it was so fucking awesome, these three funky priests hailing from japan wearing brown suits and an assortment of hats throwing funk at us.... and it only got better, 3 more came on stage! oh so funky, that ended and then it was silent time with candles and such..

but after that!

i legged it to try and find someone but phone communications were amazingly bad.. long story short and a few people later i ran to find tom and managed to somehow get there after many directions that were either wrong, or i couldn't comprehend.. i found him, he'd lost his phone and i blew-up about seeing this Japanese funk band and he said 'maan fuck that you should see these delirious funky preists!'

AND IT WAS THE SAME BAND

Mind: Blown

i got to see them again and they were even better! get on their myspace if u want some funky love- listen to the immigrant song..

these ones are from both stages, the 2nd stage was quite good to shoot, every wasnt touching yay..!