Shot by Dean Chalkley for NME |
It’s always a bit
strange when the once obscure band you loved from day one become huge. I can
still remember the days when it was a logistic nightmare to get hold of an
Arctic Monkeys T-shirt in Hungary or Romania- it involved enlisting friends of
friends to order the item from webshops that delivered to the UK only and then
synchronizing schedules with several people to have the prized object
transported to its final destination. Where, upon wearing it with pride on the
streets of your hometown, you were met by wtf looks and asked whether it’s some
WWF style foundation aimed at saving monkeys. The same looks were weighing my
beloved NME poster with increduity- it’s just British kids in trainers.
Well those
British kids in trainers are now important enough to add one whole Sunday to
VOLT festival and be heralded by the local press as the biggest band in the
world. That’s subjective of course, but they are definitely one of the hottest
acts to ever land at a Hungarian festival. While I am a bit cross that they’re
not coming to Sziget, maybe it’s for the best this way. VOLT was a must this
year anyway, plus I can live up to my promise to explore new sides of the
country . In another fascinating twist, last July I went to see the Monkeys
right across the Austrian border in the strawberry farming village of Wiesen
which is connected to Sopron by little boxlike trains.
So this July, the
6th of it more precisely, will be one glorious Sunday. I’ll wear the much loved
T-shirt and have a smug smirk of how mine is one of the old classic ones,
because when, in 2005, I was listening to four British kids pretty much my age
I knew that some day they’ll take the world by storm. And I just love being
right.
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