Last weekend the first of three annual conventions of music geekery and over-achieving, under-appreciated bands playing in deserted crumbling seaside resorts was interrupted by an unprecedented amount of guys with dreadlocks and high grade marijuana. This was all due to one band: Sleep. Eclipsing the whole weekend like a ginormous down-tuned riff-shitting giant, Al Cisneros, Matt Pike and Chris Hakius owned ATP with two sets of stoner-rock perfection. Ben Rayner was there to take photos and MDMA for us. He didn’t bother shooting too many bands.
