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The day dawns, a low mist of hangover drifts across the campsite and us delicate flowers who slept in a proper bed wander in for breakfast and to make sure no one froze or drowned the night before. Stuffed with… Continue Reading →
Does anyone else class local gigs as a sort of separate entity? Part of the gig goers experience is surely the travel, the train beers, missing the encore because the rail service sucks, you know the usual. Whilst that is… Continue Reading →
A second festival in as many weeks (I was at Bloodstock the previous weekend) has been unheard of in the last 18 months giving me call to venture to the Lake District for a truly unique occasion set within the… Continue Reading →
Here lies a salutary lesson and one I have heeded. Do not judge a book by its cover…ever…unless it’s a map of course but then is that a book? Who knows? And would you please get the fuck on with… Continue Reading →
“Raw no frills, goat worshipping Black Metal” Ooh yes please Black Phillip – let’s live deliciously . Manchester’s Burial are celebrating their 15th year by signing with Apocalyptic Witchcraft and conjuring up “Satanic Upheaval” a platter of raw, visceral, unholy treats… Continue Reading →