We’re through the looking glass – on the good side. Day Two is buffered at both ends, forming a temporary autonomous zone whose participants abandon property (I wake tumbling from my neighbours’ tent, raising no questions but only smiles on both sides) and identity (everyone else knew to dress up). Though there’s still only one stage, things are less […]
There’s a whole hidden musical village here that you know nothing about.
Is it irresponsible to write an album review without having heard a single note from said album? Maybe. It would probably depend on the album.