Kelsee Becker

This year's FYF Fest had plenty to offer in the way of dirt, sweat, guitars, EDM and gastropubbery. We were there to soak it all in. Here's our highlight reel.

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The Locust

Apparently, this FYF performance was the San Diego noise-core quartet's first in SoCal in five years. Holy. Shit! The Locust had brutal, thumping kick drums into your solar plexus, humming feedback drones into your third eye, and shouting into your eardrums about, um, well, nobody really knows but it doesn't fucking matter, RUH! The stage was doused with a purple carbonate floodlight, and a hot-white strobe accented the oddly-timed, rapid-fire meters of this band's ultra-tight, fine-tuned hardcore. It suddenly made sense why the dude with the Grateful Dead shirt was there. It's as brutal as psychedelic gets. -Adam Lovinus

See also: A gallery of Saturday's performances

Max Bell

The Food and Beer

Though expensive, the eats and drinks at FYF were pretty good. There was a decent selection of beers to choose from, and the bartenders weren't too stingy with booze. One even gave us two drinks at a reduced price. Oh, and the chicken sliders topped with coleslaw really hit the spot. If the ATMs didn't have a four-dollar service charge, we would've gone back for seconds. -Max Bell

See also: A gallery of Sunday's performances

Kelsee Becker


Classixx's set was undeniable early Saturday night. The L.A.-based production/DJ duo turned the plain white tent where they performed into a neon-washed, interstellar disco. Their remix of Phoenix's “Lisztomania” started things off nicely, but it was tracks from their Innovative Leisure debut Hanging Gardens (quite possibly the best dance album of 2013) that really sent bodies moving and hands in the tightly packed tent clapping. The duo brought out Danish singer-songwriter Jeppe for “I'll Get You,” and Superhumaniods singer Sarah Chernoff couldn't have been more enticing while singing her part on “A Stranger Love.” All in all, Classixx's set was a funky, dance-inducing delight. -Max Bell

See also: Classixx Are L.A.'s Best Dance Music Duo

Kelsee Becker

Washed Out

After Beach House lulled people to sleep during their set on the Carrie stage, folks moved on to the upbeat sounds of Washed Out. Playing selections from their latest album, Paracosm, Ernest Greene and his band dazzled the crowd, dancing and clapping along to his luscious synths. What was striking about the performance wasn't so much the compelling lighting or the crisp audio, but Greene and company's tendency towards a New Order-esque sound. Put these elements together and you have one of the top performances at FYF. -Daniel Kohn

Credit: Kelsee Becker

Credit: Kelsee Becker

The Crowd

No bros at FYF! Ok, maybe a few, but for the most part Los Angeles Historic State Park was a safe, douche free zone. -Daniel Kohn

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Adam Lovinus

Beet and quinoa salad

Attending a festival, you walk in knowing you'll probably poison your insides with greasy county fair-style eats.

Luckily at FYF, the Churchill Gastopub stand dished out a hearty portion of quinoa and beet salad ($9).

It came in the same size container as the fries, and ate like a meal — complemented by feta cheese, cucumbers, baby heirlooms, and pumpkin seeds in a olive oil/lemon juice dressing.

It succeeded in providing a solid nutritional base for a night of hard festival-ing. -Adam Lovinus


Twenty-one year old Australian house wiz kid Flume curated one of the heaviest dance sets at FYF. Word spread and people came running from the far reaches of the park — by mid-set his tent completely overflowed. Jamtastic tunes like “Sleepless” and a high production value stage set-up welcomed nightfall with a massive disco. -Kai Flanders

See also: The Worst of FYF 2013

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