Young Henry’s Small World Festival
By Jake Ausburn - Photography by benjaminblythfilms.com
Over the weekend, Backyard Opera hit up Young Henrys Small World and had an absolute ball.
On Saturday, there was a killer party in Marrickville. Under the flight path, between brick warehouses and a line of towering fig trees, thousands crammed into a closed-off laneway to drink cider, munch burgers and listen to an outstanding line-up of Aussie music. The first (and hopefully not last) Young Henry’s Small World really hit the ground running.
Groups of friends perched on milk crates, or parked it in the sunlight that dappled the gutter. Street artists threw up some incredible pieces on cardboard canvases. Mary’s sold about a billion burgers. Young Henrys made sure nobody went thirsty. The bands absolutely killed, as you’d expect given the talent on the roster.
I turned up to Small World assuming that I was too hungover to have a good time, but the vibe in that little street lifted my spirits immediately. It was a collection of all the things I love about the Inner West, and it seemed that everyone there was on the same page.
Kudos to Young Henrys. Those dudes can throw a party.