Accessibility Audits and Concert Adventures: From Knebworth to Hyde Park
As September begins and uninterrupted sunshine begins to fade, perhaps it’s time to revisit some of the events that made this such a special summer. Along the way, it’s also a chance to reflect on how Accessibility Audits shape our experiences at major venues.
Personally, as the official ageing hippy, I like to check out a few major concerts every summer. I like music, I like high volume and I like crowds, so festivals are a big attraction for me.
I think my first major concert was Knebworth in 1975? (Yes, I think 1975). Anyway it was Pink Floyd and many others – Steve Miller, Captain Beefheart – Wow! Tickets at 50 pence on the gate or from a nearby caravan office the night before, then hours of brilliant music enhanced by lots of illegal substances! Official dive bombing by real Spitfires, live music till 2.00am at least! Those were the days!
I’ve been to Knebworth since, (Liam Gallagher), but this year the main event for me was Hyde Park. I like Hyde Park because it’s so well organised for access. Every year they put on a string of weekend concerts across the summer, and some are really special.
In the past I’ve seen Pearl Jam here and the Pixies, but this year it was the mighty Neil Young and the magnificent Van Morrison on the same bill that took my attention!
What does Hyde Park get right?
We approached by car (parking pre-booked), were met by a steward and told exactly where we should find the car park. Another steward then told us exactly where to park, where to wait and where toilets were located if required.
We caught one of a dedicated fleet of accessible taxis which took us straight to the accessible venue entrance. Show tickets, follow arrows and then find the accessible complex. Here are every type of accessible toilet including Changing Places, secure ground level viewing area and a ramp up to the (huge) raised viewing platform.
We had been allocated wrist bands – disabled person plus companion – so immediate entry. On the platform were pairs of loose seats, plenty of space, so room for everyone, front, back wherever.
Unlike some venues the platform has a superb view of the main stage. Clear, uninterrupted view – including of the BSL interpreters!
Unbelievable.
A day of music and access
So, a full day of the best rock music available. Van the Man unrecognisable in a smart Panama hat with a pale blue shirt, unlike his usual outfit copying a down at heel bus conductor. Cat Stevens playing all of his old hits and more. Finally Neil Young in a very angry mood – upset with Trump, USA and everyone who wasn’t alive to the crises we all face around the world. Absolutely magnificent!
Accessibility Audits highlight changes over time
Interesting difference between now and my first Knebworth – as I said earlier, Pink Floyd were playing full volume well into the early hours with more recorded music to entertain us afterwards as we slowly left for the car parks.
Now, Neil Young knew he had to finish promptly at 10.30pm. As he crashed through his encore numbers, and was blasting through the very last chords, the power was turned off, seconds before he reached the end!
One final access point
Stewards had been superb with us all day – sorting chairs, helping people to the toilets, bringing drinks etc. Their niceness was exploited near the end.
I’d noticed a couple of women in front of me earlier. One, poor on her feet, the other presumably the companion. Fine. Later, two other women arrived who knew these two. But these arrivals had no physical impairments – they walked, stood, even danced. I was suspicious, but they weren’t in my way.
Then, towards the end, as Neil Young got started, two blokes arrived who seemed to be able-bodied, wearing companion wrist bands, who obviously knew these women. Hmm!
Then one of them made a fatal mistake – he asked a steward to put up a chair right in front of me! Too much! I threw the chair away and told the man to get out of my way. He tried finger pointing and shouting, but I firmly pushed that aside and told him in no uncertain terms I thought they were frauds exploiting the goodwill of the staff. (Bad language might have been used!)
He went away, but came back later to apologise! Obviously that didn’t work, just made me even more angry.
Just goes to show, some people are always trying to take advantage. For me though it was all a plus – those who know me best will have often heard me say “A day without an argument is a day wasted!”
See you next time.
Chris Cammiss