Green Man 2017 Day Two - Ancient Folk Ballads, Electro-Punk, Psychogeography, Neolithic Ghosts, Techno rave-ups, Cosmic Light Installations and Science-y Experiments

The more time you spend at Green Man, the more you realise just how many eclectic, non-musical elements there are. From experiments and futuristic and retrospective science-y things in Einstein's Garden, the Solar Stage and the Omni-tent, to performing art workshops on hula-hooping. Soul-nourishing talks in the Babbling Tongues tent and scattered visual arts installations from digital and light artists amongst many other happenings. Embed from Getty Imageswindow.gie=window.gie||function(c){(gie.q=gie.q||[]).push(c)};gie(function(){gie.widgets.load({id:'_EaoVD8gQMt-_4K0pypYHg',sig:'36hM314aE-aM1q3lzKg-jPKxFSNb_NFNBfO5a0BvDtE=',w:'594px',h:'396px',items:'835536774',caption: true ,tld:'co.uk',is360: false })}); All this aside from the amazing musical line-ups - no one day at Green Man is ever all about one act or headliner. Fiercely independent in spirit the festival rejects’s major sponsorship. Instead, they are passionate about supporting local artistry, community and young emerging talent in all area’s. The feeling of warmth and general good vibes along with the unparalleled location, the gorgeous curation and the political stance of this festival make it one of the best in the UK. With Day One excitement fading into a swirling blur - after packed itineraries, mad tent to tent dashes from band clashes, successfully and unsuccessfully making dates with friends, getting lost, getting found and all the while getting thoroughly shit faced on the ample 30 cider tastings that were on offer in the Courtyard - day two begins with only one plan in mind - to have no plan at all. Simply to solo wander for a few hours to see what occurs and explore the hidden corners of Green Man. After a turn around Einstein's Garden as an observer witnessing all the weird and wonderful things and hearing the squeals of delight from the young children being entertained and educated it was time for some music. The calming stream of Fortune Falls drew me towards it, just in time for an energetic performance from Sports Team whose early set on the Rising Stage kicked things off with a bang. This year the Rising Stage had been celebrating its 10th anniversary of giving unsigned and young artists a platform from which to launch. Afterwards, with the first cider of the afternoon in hand and comfortably perched on a giant haystack watching the crowds, I waited for the next sign of how to proceed with the day. After being drawn there, I discovered a talk with 82-year old Folk musician Shirley Collins and Jude Rogers in the Babbling Tongues tent. Having not heard before of this wonderful lady or her work, I took a pew and listened, immediately having my interest piqued as she mentioned her ties to Sussex, my current adopted home, and the source of inspiration she found there. The crowd were captured learning of her Hastings upbringing and family committed to the preservation of old English folk ballads, her part in the 1950’s and 60’s English Folk revival, to her travels and adventures in the USA, her fascinating 30 year break from singing and her non-fanciful visions of neolithic ghosts on the South Downs. Leaving, imbibed with an unexplainable feeling of old wisdom and energised from the coincidence that wandering aimlessly had led me to, and sure of catching Shirley’s set later in the day - I wandered on. Mid-afternoon on the Mountain Stage are Wave Pictures who, approaching their 20th anniversary, played last year's LP Diner in the Rain to a happy crowd, with the sun out and the pine forests and peaks of the Black Mountains providing the backdrop in splendent light. The location itself of Green Man is such a core part of the festival and a joy to spend time in that everything else it offers with its program of art, music, science and performing arts feels like a bonus. Heading back to Babbling Tongues to hear Iain Sinclair: walker, author, psychogeographer and film maker, in conversation with Richard King. Another happened-upon fascinating talk considering my day had already consisted of amateur (and unknown) psychogeography leanings, this aimless wandering was beginning to feel like it was cosmically aligned somehow. Embed from Getty Imageswindow.gie=window.gie||function(c){(gie.q=gie.q||[]).push(c)};gie(function(){gie.widgets.load({id:'DeLgOs-UR997aQQ_FTPcAQ',sig:'Yb11EZCr2wFXtX0v1iRfQ3oJbnZZ-BKK3o_hK_BNPAw=',w:'594px',h:'396px',items:'835633852',caption: true ,tld:'co.uk',is360: false })}); Day Two’s feeling grew more and more mystical and peaked early evening during Shirley Collins hauntingly beautiful set. Sitting comfortable surrounded by her band on the Mountain stage, she delivered a mixture of material from her latest LP - her first in over thirty years released last year, as well as some old folk ballads. With yet more sunshine and a flurry of children’s laughter and blown bubbles, the most ancient music and pagan melodies silenced the awed crowd. Embed from Getty Imageswindow.gie=window.gie||function(c){(gie.q=gie.q||[]).push(c)};gie(function(){gie.widgets.load({id:'IHhu0l6VQb5tRxkomlddcg',sig:'SbPlzqkzV5bJIEYfx9WMpLUtMsqRime4IHwUX4yDNP8=',w:'594px',h:'396px',items:'835633838',caption: true ,tld:'com',is360: false })}); With dusk taking hold, the mood changed noticeably and a delightfully dark evening of rock and roll followed. The Far Out stage crowd stood mesmerised as the lighting creepily illuminated Liars frontman Angus Andrew as he emerged decked in a full wedding dress and veil and kicked into their disquieting set. Followed by a full throttled and sizzling onslaught from San Francisco Garage rockers Thee Oh Sees’ who unrelentingly pummeled the Far Out tent with their double drumming and howling guitars. Embed from Getty Imageswindow.gie=window.gie||function(c){(gie.q=gie.q||[]).push(c)};gie(function(){gie.widgets.load({id:'k6BcPmR7TGh99JWJnVHn0w',sig:'NJSbcxAFtZhgi0ihWt63W4CKwV-hzaZsThb8XEWUoyM=',w:'594px',h:'396px',items:'835633878',caption: true ,tld:'co.uk',is360: false })}); Afterwards, en route to cop-a-squat at the Mountain's Foot for Ryan Adams' headline set we wandered down to Fortune Fall’s for a romantic walk through the interactive art and light installations. Our favourite being the giant glowing Solar Eclipse in the pine forest which was awe-inspiring. This beautiful day concluded as Ryan Adams crooned and soothed the packed out crowds with his large back catalogue of music. For most of the festival this was the end of the evening but for the party animals the night took another turn as Jon Hopkins, The Tom Ravenscroft Party and The Diplomat’s of Sound played a variety of electronic, dance and techno music in various after dark corners and tents around the festival until 4am. Amazing. 10/10! Embed from Getty Imageswindow.gie=window.gie||function(c){(gie.q=gie.q||[]).push(c)};gie(function(){gie.widgets.load({id:'ZQe_bi65Td91cjvmF4cu_g',sig:'DREvmJFVuxxv7x7l-GBLBPilJwOEbRNmVmyg24bdGmU=',w:'594px',h:'396px',items:'835633896',caption: true ,tld:'co.uk',is360: false })});