Words and Photos: Smudge
Throughout a forty-minute drive, I experienced the transitions of all four seasons, a phenomenon that persisted throughout the day. Upon arriving at the festival, I observed a sparse crowd gathered for Waking The Angels—an act that initially left me skeptical due to its name and the brief snippets I heard. However, Kit Trigg and his accompanying musicians provided a satisfying performance, delivering a captivating set infused with southern and ZZ Top-inspired rock ‘n’ roll. Kit, seemingly the quintessential boy next door with a guitar, exhibited both cleanliness and politeness, a striking contrast to his fervent desire to unleash powerful musical energy. Slyder Smith and the Oblivion Kids followed suit, proficiently executing their style, albeit lacking in distinctiveness beyond their initial songs.
Yesterday, I had a conversation with a young lady named Taylor, who passionately recommended Not Now Norman—a band she happened to be a member of. Taylor’s onstage persona reflected the profound characters portrayed in their songs, offering a performance rich in depth. Noteworthy was the inclusion of Taylor’s father, Zander, on guitar, a musician reinvigorated by his daughter’s singing prowess. Not Now Norman’s electrifying performance at the Trailblazer tent left an indelible mark, underscoring the significance of Zander’s return to musical pursuits.
Remaining at the Trailblazer stage, I eagerly awaited the performance of Bang Bang Firecracker, a band I had anticipated seeing for some time. Their dynamic trio, reminiscent of Motorhead, captivated the audience with a repertoire that transcended mere musicality. Molly Karloff, another highly anticipated act, delivered a powerful performance characterized by heavy yet melodic rock, augmented by the presence of four scantily-clad dancers and the infectious enthusiasm of bassist Dan.
After a brief interlude for sustenance and networking with fellow media members, I returned to witness the Swiss rockers Daxx and Roxane, whose unabashed rock ‘n’ roll ethos elicited both movement and smiles from the audience. Similarly, These Wicked Rivers defied categorization, offering a blend of rock ‘n’ roll and soul that resonated deeply with the crowd. Lead vocalist and guitarist John Hellawell’s charismatic stage presence complemented the band’s exceptional musicality, resulting in an unforgettable performance highlighted by tracks from their latest album.
The Hot Damn! injected a burst of energy with their vibrant attire and upbeat pop-rock tunes, encouraging even the most reserved attendees to join in the festivities. Finally, Tyketto graced the stage, their presence eagerly anticipated by a crowd adorned with their merchandise. Lead vocalist Danny Vaughn’s powerful voice commanded attention, accompanied by the collective enthusiasm of the audience. Despite my physical limitations, I couldn’t deny the infectious energy of Tyketto’s performance.
Over the past three days, the unpredictable weather failed to dampen the spirits of us rock enthusiasts. I extend my heartfelt gratitude to the organizers of Call Of The Wild—Raz, Big John, Tosh, and all involved—for curating such a fantastic festival experience. The event’s inclusive atmosphere, coupled with a diverse lineup spanning various rock and metal genres, truly sets it apart. Special mention goes to the dedicated volunteers and reasonable concession prices, making the festival accessible to all attendees. Additionally, I extend my thanks to my fellow photographers and newfound acquaintances, whose camaraderie enhanced the overall experience.
Indeed, this festival offered something for everyone, attracting not only performing bands but also musicians and fans alike seeking camaraderie and enjoyment. Friendly, safe, and immensely enjoyable—I wholeheartedly encourage others to experience the magic of Call Of The Wild next May in Lincolnshire.
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