26/10/2026
Well that was a wild weekend...
From Tanya Grant…
Sweaty skin and squelching mud,
The dank of w**d, the bass in our blood.
The heavens opened, the rain came down,
But not one freak was wearing a frown.
Mario, Luigi, Vikings galore,
Blow-up horses and so much more. Dancing beside a naked man, trying not to look but yes you can.
Sweaty, smelly bodies, glitter and leather,
Beautiful misfits dancing together.
More skin on show than Bondi Beach,
Not a single f**k left to preach.
Ties are out, inhibitions gone,
The dance floor pumps till the DJ stops, but the crowd always wants another bass drop.
Mood Swing, Chevy Bass, Doppel and Cain,
Pounding our souls through the pouring rain.
Heavy bass rattles deep in our chest,
At Earth Frequency, the freaks are the best.
Love Camp dressed in glorious red,
Parading with madness from toe to head.
Doof sticks waving, laughter and cheers,
Making memories we'll treasure for years.
New friends made in the mud and rain,
Strangers who feel like family again.
Smiles exchanged, no judgement, no shame,
A thousand wild souls, all playing the game.
Woodfordia, you magical place,
Where mud and glitter adorn every face.
Where weird is wonderful, wild is free,
And nobody cares who you choose to be.
No fancy clothes, no polished shoes,
Just filthy feet and outrageous views.
A little bit naughty, a whole lot of fun,
Dancing like lunatics under the sun.
And when the last bass note fades away,
A little piece of my heart will stay.
For amongst the chaos, the love and the art,
This crazy tribe has captured my heart.
Earth Frequency, you set my soul free,
Amongst the freaks is where I belong to be.
Woodfordia, my sanctuary, my tribe, my home,
With these beautiful weirdos, I'm never alone.
❤️🌈🦚
Until we dance in the mud again… — with Earth Frequency Festival at Woodfordia.