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A Field Day Festival Photographic Review
The Quietus , August 9th, 2009 16:03

The Quietus went to Field Day, got wet, and had a bloody lovely time. Here we present a gallery of photos and words from the festival


Little Boots
Poor Victoria Hesketh. Or, as the army of critics tightening the buckles of their assembled footwear so they can all give her a proper shoe in call her, Little Boots. As her debut album Hands slips from the top of the charts and plummets into the abyss where other much-hyped musical wrecks such as Razorlight’s Slipway Fires and The Pigeon Detective’s Emergency now peacefully reside, she’s been on the receiving end of some harsh criticism from the very people who created such a daunting wave of hype for her in the first place. Today, however, none of that is important. From the moment Little Boots struts onto the stage in an eye-poppingly sparkly dress and starts frantically waving her hands in the air, she’s undoubtedly a bona-fide pop star. Still pint-sized despite her huge black stilettos, she produces a sleek and shiny set of efficient pop that encompasses a relentless barrage of wonderful three minute singles, with the stomp of opening track ‘Earthquake’ and brain-melting brilliance of ‘new single ‘Remedy’ proving her credentials beyond doubt. And anyway, since when were chart placings a barometer for any pop star? It’s not how much you sell that matters; it’s how you act. BH