Photos by Gemma Shaw aka Gloomy Lights Photography
Text by Luke Bolton
After three days of liver and lung abuse, my feet are sore and my body is broken. I leave with a heavy heart, knowing that Desertfest is only once a year for three very short days. But what a time we had…
Opening up with a large section on classic “Dopesmoker.” It’s met by raptourous applause. Killer new track ‘The Clarity’ gets air along with classics ‘Dragonaut’ and ‘Holy Mountain,’ the audience lapping up every weed-filled groove. Al Cisnero’s vocals now sung, not shouted, adds a more etheral vibe and Matt Pike’s now sporting a fine handle bar moustache gives a different vibe as well.
They start off with a few technical difficulties, but once the issues are resolved they give it their full and smash through their set. I never thought I’d see a pit during Ufomammut, but they are crushingly heavy.
Grooved psych rock thunders the floor of the venue – with a new album they show their pedigree.
Karma To Burn
Another instrumental group, Karma to Burn bring more of a straight up riff fest to the party. It’s a head bang-a-thon as they unleash riff after catchy riff.
My Sleeping Karma
My Sleeping Karma bring a groovy chilled out vibe to a busy Koko, and they look very happy to be here.