• Back to earth

    I’ve not showered for three days.  It’s safe to say I smell like a turd.  As we’ve not stayed out drinking ourselves silly last night we manage to get packed up and back into the city pretty sharpish.  Sometimes it’s nice not washing for a couple of days purely for that wonderful moment when you …

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  • Radiohead

    I’m actually dead to the world when we get up this morning.  The tent is cooking in spite of the shade from the trees, and we’re forced to rise early and try to follow the shadow cast by the slim trunks around us.  It’s not until very late that we make it into the festival …

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  • The Cure

    It’s fair to say I came to The Cure late.  I remember sitting in a cinema circa 2000 when an advert for HP printers came on.  I was trying desperately to learn the name of the song accompanying it, when I overheard someone say it was called “Pictures Of You”.  I rushed straight out and …

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  • The Stone Roses

    I’ve always had a bit of a love/hate relationship with festivals.  There is always a pressure to see the great moments, best bands, meet nice women, get off your face and not miss the hilarity with your mates, find the toilet that hasn’t been pebble dashed by a curry eating booze monkey, and manage to …

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  • Taking it easy; Euro style

    After one of those crazy nights where you shouldn’t go out but you’re compelled to do so because you’re in a European capital, we rise late and do very little.  Lisbon is beautiful.  It’s a bright and vibrant meeting of old world architecture and a young party scene.  I’ve always adored the cafe culture that is …

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  • Portugal!

    So I’ve not slept a wink as I reluctantly down the game controller and leave our hero at a perilous point of his journey.  I don’t think I’ll ever grow out of video games.  As they get better and better with every leap forward in technology, so they become even more engrossing with such glorious …

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