Festivals

I left the hostel after a few hours kip. “It’s  the last day” I was thinking to myself, could it really be over already? It felt like I was just settling in. I made my way, the same as yesterday to Blind Tiger. Distracted by the smell of the free barbeque I’m not sure I […]

I like a lie in and for me one of the most irritating things in life is waking up earlier than you have to. I knew that I’d be seeing my first band at about midday and yet for some reason my subconscious decided to wake me up at half 9. This wasn’t funny considering […]

As the previous post said, I’m going back to writing a bit about the music I’ve seen lately and a few weeks ago was The Great Escape Festival, an annual event held in Brighton as part of the much wider Brighton Fringe Festival. WARNING: This post contains bad photography. After the great Darjeeling debacle I eventually arrived […]

OK, so where was I? I Finished watching Step-Panther because I always feel bad if I leave half way through someone’s set, it feels like I’m being rude, and decided to take the advice of the gentleman in the crowd and go to Pychcosocial. I had no clue about the band which was on before The Killgirls, […]

I woke up on day two of the Camden Crawl with a bit of a hangover. By no means the worst hangover I have ever had but worse than I was expecting. Fidgeting to find my phone to tell me the time I realise that its way too early for breakfast yet and I get […]

It’s Saturday. I’ve woken up from drinking one too many the night before and discovered that in my wisdom I decided not to pack the night before. I look at the time and realise that it is still early and I don’t need to worry, and with that I promptly went back to sleep. A […]