Festival Nightmares in Dublin 0


It’s no secret that festivals and daytime concerts can run the gamut from laid-back hippy paradises (here’s to you, Electric Zoo!) to sweat-and-urine stained douchefests (Ultra). But this weekend’s Phoenix Park mini festival in Dublin seems to have taken the cake for the absolute worst gig of the season. By all reports, the Park was a muddy, drunken brawl, of the “les chug a beer an’ throw it at someone’s ‘ead” variety, and before Swedish House Mafia even came on, security was doing all they could to stop the many fights that had broken out. In the end, there were nine reported stabbings (reported being the keyword, cuz a hard man don’t grass) and one OD death.

Clearly, this thing was more Woodstock ’99 than original recipe, but my fear is that this shit spreads. I’d already heard from English friends that the UK and Ireland festivals were dangerous headaches more likely to leave you with a knife in your belly than a smile on your face, but now the world knows too. The global rep of EDM shows has gone down – sure, before people thought there were ODs at shows, but ODs AND stabbings? What is this, The Wire? That’s why we need more enforcement of the kind Kazantip variety – act like a douche in any way, and you’re out. No refunds, no questions. Throw a beer on someone or slap a stranger’s ass, and your ticket’s ripped up. That way, by the time the douchebags get really drunk, they’ll only have each other to stab.

Joey

Writer at BeatDreams
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