Taming the Jaberwocky (“Jaberwocky” meaning “Hangover in this case), and easing us out of our tents the next morning is the smooth voiced Christine Bovil performing songs by the incredible French singer Edith Piaf.
Thanks to the immense number of fields that now host an annual music bash (where do all the cows go? How do the supermarkets still have milk?), choosing which summer music festival to go to is always a tough decision.
Who ever thought the Young Knives would be back? No one. But we’re glad they are.
Psychic experimentation Inuit throat singing, amplified crustacean nerve synapses, a musically aided live telepathy attempt: when M.C Schmidt of Matmos says “truuue experimental music, ladies and gentlemen” in his loveable Baltimore accent, he couldn’t be more right.
Easter: a time for children to be off school for ages, eat too many eggs, hop about like Duracell bunnies on the biggest sugar rush of the year, and then crash into bed. Awaking the next day for even more eggs their Mummy couldn’t finish and more fun fun fun. Lucky. Little. Rabbits. So, since [...]
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