Carnival Review: Love Music Hate Racism

I went to the Love Music Hate Racism carnival on Sunday. Woo-hoo. I arrived to be greeted by the youngest crowd of gig goers that I have ever had the pleasure of being surrounded by. Yes, it was multicultural and, yes, it was ace. I have never seen a crowd so up for it at 12.30pm. By the end of the event, old white farts like me dominated the 100,000 strong crowd. I will take away my first impression and not my last. The thirteen year old with me thoroughly enjoyed his first experience of the moshpit. I did too. Bottoms up to the moshpit. We love it.