Indietracks 2007 memories

So, we’re actually writing this in 2015, but it seemed a bit remiss that we hadn’t posted up anything from the first Indietracks weekend. Back in 2007, Indietracks was just starting out, and we organised a two-day event in July, following a single Indietracks night in April 2007.

Anyway, here’s a few nice online things we found about the July 2007 festival, just to prove that it really did happen:

“As well as being a uniquely staged event and proof that in music some things will never die because there’s too much love and gratitude towards them and inspiration to be taken from those who have walked that way before, it struck me that it was a noticeably friendly festival, perhaps due to its clientele and bijou nature more than anything, but the atmosphere was fully welcoming and a pleasure to experience.” The Art of Noise

“Indietracks is a festival where the worlds of indie-pop and trains collide. Not literally of course; that’d be horrendous. But it’s certainly a unique concept, mixing up a two-day festival of some excellent indie-pop with train-related fun.” Diskant preview 

“For a lineup with so many bands and so much imminence of chaos, everything seemed to go very smoothly.  It was also lovely just wandering around the site, the Midland Railway Centre.” Bzangy Groink

“Indietracks, Indietracks. I’d heard the name before, or read it online, on music messageboards. A one day gig/festival thing, something to do with trains. But summer ’07 was different, it was bigger, two days, there was a vibe, there were rumours.” Indie Eyespy

“An absolutely wonderful three days- the sort of time you can’t artificially create, that just sort of happens when the right people are in the right place at the right time.” Gresham Flyers 

“It was a lovely lovely LOVELY weekend that managed to surpass even my wildest hopes for how BRILLIANT it was going to be.” MJ Hibbett

“It was when I got off the train on the way home. And walked – no, floated, through the clear, glimmering summer air of Sheffield station. With a guitar and a rucksack and a fruit salad grin that felt like it could never fade away. Kill me now, because the rest of my life can never, ever get better than this. I’ll leave the planet laughing in unsurpassable joy”. Pete Green