People are arriving at Queenscliff and the atmosphere is building up [Photo: Og Bear] |

The festival was already commencing with folk and soul artist Leah Flanagan


For all intents and purposes the Lighthouse Stage was the ABC stage. I am not too sure about festivals where you go to find most of the larger marquees sponsored by the same organisations and therefore having the tendency to be clones of their other selves. Therefore I was worried that the line up in here might prove to be a bit mediocre, but I think in the main I was proven wrong. The big screen backdrop was very distracting with computerised sequences continually blasting the ABC logo at the audience.
After listening to a bit of Gossling I made my way back to the other end of the Festival compound to the Pelican Bar. This was effectively the RRR/MBAS tent and as a result the acts were a bit raw and in your face which I liked. What really did look lame though, was an unregistered Sandman panel van, buried front first to the side of the stage. Also here the backdrop was a bit distracting and its meaning was simply confusing. First up here were the alternative Soulful Blues-Roots band, the Widowbirds

The Festival layout was very spread out and jumbly. There was quite a distance to venues outside of the main compound such as the Vue Grand ballroom, the Railway Station for the Queenscliff Express and the Drill Hall at the Fort. Much of the new Festival compound was South facing, open and exposed to the weather as too was the Lighthouse Stage marquee. Also, there was a lot of noise bleed from main Lighthouse Stage.
Next for me was alternate Country Folk-Rock band, President Roots

Passing back by the Hippos Stage I heard Richard Clapton

I decided to check out the Pavilion and the Freeza FOOT-in-the-DOOR competition where I was really surprised by Queenscliff's own Alistair Turrill

The Puta Madre Brothers in the Pelican Bar [Photo: Og Bear] |
The Puta Madre Brothers create an intense aura with their show [Photo: Og Bear] |

There was quite a frenzy in the food bottleneck between Lighthouse Stage/Rip Stage area and the rest of the compound. The crowd build up was such that I was left wondering what sort of crowd we would get for the rest of the weekend?
Talking about food, mandatory gozlemes (lamb, feta and spinach) where I queued with all the others under the same orders.
Presidents Roots was on again on the Rip Stage - Bands do a short set on the Rip Stage either side of each headline act on the Lighthouse Stage while the next headline band sets up. Though I was a bit disappointed when President Roots played the same sequence in both sets with Professor Longhair being played each time.
Longstanding legends, The Bondi Cigars in the Pelican Bar [Photo: Og Bear] |

On the way back past Hippos I spotted a heap of brass coming on stage to do a sound check. I made my mind up I was coming back to listen to these guys. When I got back World music band, A French Butler Called Smith

Had been running into quite a few familiar faces including Squizzy with Leanne.
The Lighthouse Stage overflows for headline band Eskimo Joe [Photo: Og Bear] |
Eskimo Joe on the Lighthouse Stage [Photo: Og Bear] |


On the Rip Stage, Delta Rigg was one of my personal hilights [Photo: Og Bear] |
The Festival was going well, certainly nothing jumped out and surprised like Blue Shaddy

Busker, Guryel Ali, with daughter Jordyn Griffin [Photo: Og Bear] |
Then in the Vue Grand I found Melbourne bluegrass/folk band, John Flanagan and the Begin Agains

Outside the newsagents there was another busker, Michelle Marie playing the keyboards.
As I made my way to the Fort, it was pissing down, but I managed to see Inertia Brass Band in the Drill Hall.
Under the Queenscliff Inn verandah David Knight

Absolutely pissing down now. Despite wet weather gear my trousers and camera gear were soaked!
Outside the Salt Contemporary Art Gallery buskers, Chris Mallory & Cara Lonergan are playing
Tides of Welcome with Dave Steel in Uniting Church (Stoked on Hesse) [Photo: Og Bear] |

Pouring rain takes the edge right off Saturday [Photo: Og Bear] |
Christine Anu on the Lighthouse Stage [Photo: Og Bear] |

I got to the train in time to find legendary blues man, Brian Fraser

Mick Harvey loading out of the Queenscliff Express at the Station [Photo: Og Bear] |
On the way back up Hesse Street I discovered Doug Bowers and Friends playing in Salt Gallery. Doug was the designer of the Festival poster, the original of which was being auctioned that afternoon.
The Widowbirds in Stoked on Hesse were much more intimate than in the Pelicans Bar the night before. A very Loudon Wainwright III sounding vocalist!
It was also nice again to get some respite in the church after walking up from the station in the rain.
Batteries died on small camera. I had got home at 1:30 that morning and thought I had done everything. Mortal sin, not changing them over.
By now everything was soaking. I went home, turned heater up high, laid out all the camera gear etc in front of it, then got changed. It took 30 minutes for feet to dry out so I could get fresh socks on! Came back to the Festival with a thick beanie and a Driza-Bone on.
MBAS winner, Dreamboogie, at their best in the Pelican Bar [Photo: Og Bear] |

It is 6pm but the day has been so hectic I finally get lunch in. Spinach chicken curry with lentils and veg curry from the Bollywood Bites food stall, wow!
West Australia's Triffids on the Lighthouse Stage; reformed with friends for the Festival [Photo: Og Bear] |

Kay from Coffs Harbour was there, but now living at Anglesea. I last saw her at Apollo Bay several years ago where she remembered me from the Lighthouses of Australia Project. The Bondi Cigars were heaps better on the smaller more intimate stage.
Boom!Bap!Pow! made their presence felt on the Hippos Stage [Photo: Og Bear] |

Tea was dumplings with rice and sprout salad, really bity! from Big Dumplings. Mr Merles and I had seconds when we came across them last year.
Henry Wagon's band, The Wagons

I always love a bit of showmanship and brass. A French Butler Called Smith on the Rip Stage [Photo: Og Bear] |
I got the itch so I went looking for an ice cream. Good homemade ice cream is a weakness of mine. No, I am not a habitual ice cream eater. If anything I eat less because I have been spoiled by really good ice cream. It was late and the Timboon Ice Cream van was closed, but I discovered the Bella Pasta e Dolci stall had fantastic ice cream, which I indulged in then and on Sunday as well.
I cruised past the Skylines

Cruised right back over to the Pelican Bar to catch Delta Rigg again. They put on a fantastic show, the best, the hilight of Festival so far.
Saturday night has got really wet and squally as The Cruel Sea plays on the Lighthouse Stage (no pun intended) [Photo: Og Bear] |

In the Pelican Bar James (Brothers Grim & The Blue Murderers) keeps his dialogue running with the audience [Photo: Og Bear] |

Saw Pommy John from Ocean Grove there too.
Ballarat band, Howl's Brothers In Violence, now Hunting Grounds pack out the Pavillion [Photo: Og Bear] |

In fact this year's attendees are a much younger generation so the Festival appears to be no longer the domain of a middle class mid life crisis.
Red Eyes on the Lighthouse Stage was one of the few acts where the backdrop complimented, rather than distracted from the show [Photo: Og Bear] |

The Bamboos

Snowdroppers, the name should say it all. but these are bad, bad, boys! [Photo: Og Bear] |

Sunday morning and it was really hectic finding a car park again and ended up parking about three blocks away near St Georges Church again.
Started in the Lighthouse Stage with Lanie Lane who was a bit nasal and squawky for a blues act for me.
Again a long haul up the hill, but this time to the Drill Hall in the Fort to see Tides of Welcome with Mr Percival. As he is in Melbourne there were not a lot of practice sessions, so they were still struggling a bit with the repertoire, but it was good to see someone extending the capacity of this choir, "I Can See Clearly Now" was sensational!
I had meet Dominique the night before, but had not realised she was the daughter of Jenny the sketcher, who is also in the choir.
On the way back down Hesse Street I saw buskers Alex Watts and Matt Katsis, both from Melbourne.
Local pub band High Speed Steel

Back at the Queenscliff Express I found Festival volunteers, Geoff from the MBAS, and Julie and Henny doing their duty on the platform.
Justin Carter and Johnny Rollins waiting to load in once the last acts are cleared from the carriages [Photo: Og Bear] |
Queenscliff Express after some minor adjustments is ready haul out four more carriages with acts and audiences aboard [Photo: Og Bear] |

The Dylanesque Fraser A Gorman on the Queenscliff Express [Photo: Og Bear] |

Matt Katsis and band busking in front of the Railway Station [Photo: Og Bear] |
Unfortunately a lot of the competitors in the busking competition had not turned up because of the inclement weather.
On the way back up Hesse Street I saw that Deb's new shop "Tobias & the Cat" was open. It was her first day and she was already off and running. Her friend Nelson was also there to give her a hand.
A little bit of Festival generousity goes a long way with Blackwood Jack playing to the street from the Queenscliff Inn [Photo: Og Bear] |

Grand old man of the Blues, Brian Fraser, in the Uniting Church (Stoked on Hesse) [Photo: Og Bear] |
Rory, Wayne & Rosco, The Wayne Jury Three on the verandah at the Queenscliff Inn [Photo: Og Bear] |
Back in the Festival compound I was feeling a bit hot and thirsty. I had a pang for something citrusy and icy and found a fresh orange slushie stall which turned out to be the same one I had frequented at the Maldon Folk Festival.
I wandered over to the last performance of Bondi Cigars in the Pelicans Bar. Really, it was time to go, I was quite tired and I had enough.
Could I squeeze in another ice cream before it all ends; would they be sold out or even still there? Yes, an opportunity to try some different flavours!
While I was finishing the ice cream Red Eyes was finishing it all off in Hippos before the after party started.
Time to make it back to the car about 4 or 5 blocks away, at least unlike last night (1:30am) I remember where I parked it!
[Og Bear]
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