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London’s Sunfall Festival Back for Second Year

Monday 07 August 2017

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Sunfall Festival is back for its second year, featuring Larry Heard’s – aka Mr. Fingers –  first live-set in London in 20 years. The Chicago house legend who will be previewing new material on Saturday 12th August will be joined by fellow Chicagoan, the much-revered, Black Madonna. Meanwhile, Theo Parrish is honoured with an extended 4.5 hour set, and Madlib has recently joined the bill alongside Jay Electronica.

This stellar line-up of cult underground heroes and heroines is supported by some great live acts including Floating Points, Moses Boyd, Romare and Roy Ayers.With MCDE and Ben UFO in the house, aka park, Brockley Park to be precise, it’s sure to be one of THE summers best rave ups this side of Croatia.

The ‘new’ festival as it’s still being billed is aptly divided into two parts, day and night. So as the sun falls, you can conga off with your favourite collective to party until the sun rises again. Move D joins Horse Meat Disco at Phonox. Selectors Assemble – aka Coop – hosts Madlib at XOYO. Gilles Peterson’s Worldwide will entertain the amazing Yussef Kamaal, now reformed as Kamaal Williams Ensemble, at The Jazz Cafe, and Jackmaster’s Numbers presents DJ Bone at Village Underground.

But this isn’t just a musical connoisseurs wet-dream, the more studious knob-twiddlers amongst us can enhance their beat-making skills by entering the Knowledge Arena, where a musical education will be delivered via a series of workshops, interviews and general beard-stroking chat. There’s also a chance to boost your vinyl collection with an independent record fair onsite, and don’t worry about getting those 12 inches home in one piece after 18 hours of unadulterated raving. They have a delivery service.

I’d expect Peckham and Dalston to have tumbleweeds blowing down the streets on the 12th, as an army of Hipsters, House-heads, Homies and Hedonists decamp to south London like a bunch of sun-worshiping druids heading off to the summer solstice.