Urban festivals have their benefits (proximity to public transport and, well, actual beds) but, in a saturated global market, an increasing number of revellers are seeking thrills in ever more remote locations: verdant natural amphitheatres (as at Australia’s new Four Winds festival), far-flung island retreats (Norway’s Traena), you know the drill. But Cappadox (14–19 June) – a hush-hush miracle of eye-popping natural scenery in central Turkey – is inspiring a growing cult all its own.Now in its fourth year, this multi-disciplinary affair plants a heady brew of gastronomy, music and contemporary art amid the rock-carved buildings and pink-hued dawns of Cappadocia. It is, as Frieze magazine deputy editor Amy Sherlock has remarked, a place with “an exultant strangeness… [that] looks like something dreamed by Salvador Dalí”. Emphatically, you do not get that at a gig in a municipal park.
