ATP is part renegade part coterie. Thurston Moore nailed this gathering of kindred spirits as “the utimate mixed tape”. Without corporate flyscreens, this netherworld promotes artists and acts that are hand selected by the curator of choice (who also headlines the event).
Born on the cusp of the millenia (1999) as England’s longing for ubiquitous intimacy at an alternative festival, All Tomorrow’s Parties reaches our shores for the first time. The list of past curators reads like a symphony of eceletic chords; Sonic Youth, Jake and Dinos Chapman, Mogwai, Belle & Sebastian, Vincent Gallo, Matt Croening and Steve Albini.
Sydney’s pulsing line up is the curatorial oeuvre of debonair Nick Cave and his garden of bad seeds. Their innate sense of the weird and wonderful promises a vast and cosmic weave from The Saints, Michael Gira and Harmonia to James ‘Blood’ Ulmer.
Situated in the hauntingly empty meadows, caves and warehouses of Cockatoo Island, words, images and sounds will cultivate your curiosities. This esoteric session of sound and sensory bliss is well worthy. Part the harbour’s water and travel forth through these doors of perception.










