After being in a training course in Hobart till after 3pm Friday, I had to drive like the devil to make it to Golconda before the gates closed at 7pm. I made it and it was lovely to relax into the beautiful, peaceful, valley, have some home-made cider and a dance in the Bedouin Tent, and settle in for another weekend of great music and lovely vibes.
Nestled in the forests of Northern Tasmania, the inaugural Festival Called Panama was a real treat. With ticket sales capped at 1,000 and few less than this actually sold, this intimate festival had a great vibe and an excellent lineup. This is a festival to watch!
