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Women – Another Year (2018 Review)

Here we go again lads! It’s that time of year when your humble narrator secludes himself, swallows nootropic drugs and tries his very best to catch up on all the writing projects he’s pondered over the last year. I had a few in mind but it don’t look like they’re getting published anytime soon. I dunno what it is but over the last couple of years my creativity has been dwindling a bit. Aint got the flow I once had, aint finding it as fun as I used to and I often find myself forcing myself to these because my…

Glastonbury 2017

What a difference a year makes…. I have flashbacks of last years Glastonbury and sometimes they make me quiver… The mud, the rain and the Brexit vote all playing a huge role in the atmosphere. The heavy Sunday meth induced comedown of no sleep, sitting in mud and drizzle nursing a Guinness with too much head on it and of course the tragic news of Pritchards passing – I saw the festival as test for the 3 months of globe trotting and festival adventures I was about to embark on. So 12 months and 10 festivals later I was due…

Nowhere 2016

I’d spent the traditionally crippling 5-day Glastonbury comedown preparing for my festival odyssey. It wasn’t that the usually demobilizing period was difficult or that it was hard to get myself orientated for my biggest adventure yet, just exhausting and flowing with waves of doubting anxiety. The night before I was due to fly out the same chain of thought kept oscillating in the carousel of my mind… ‘Why am I doing this again? Why did I think an entire summer of festivals in foreign countries would be a good idea? Exactly how am going to get to middle of…

2015

As I sat down to write what has become my traditional annual review I did immediately think ‘blimey am I writing another one of these already?’ That may have been partly to do with last year’s entry being a near 20,000 word confessional stream of conscious that took me over a month to write and was an experience that at the time I found very therapeutic. Writing it helped me process a lot of what was an absolute emotional roller coaster of a year and I recommend it to anyone who’s had a challenging one. This year has been alot…

Boomtown Fair 2015

About a year ago I wrote a glowing 5 star, 10/10 review for BOOM festival in Portugal. Whilst attending that many of my friends were at the annual event of Boomtown Fair. A festival I’ve attended on and off since 2010. When we first decided to go, it was a tiny festival with a tasty little ska lineup and the promise of a small town built in the gardens of an estate in Buckinghamshire. 5,000 tickets went on sale, but only 3,000 were bought. Without going too much into it, it was a superb festival experience and as a result…

Sun, Sex and Psychedelics – BOOM 2014 review

‘The fucking gauze was in there the whole time!’ I laughed to myself whilst sat on a rock on the shore of the lake. I’d just spent a further 40 minutes trying to track down another stall to sell me a sheet for my pipe after I assumed I lost it whilst fucked along with the second pack of fags in the space of a few hours. To be fair to myself I had spent the day drinking, and the evening shoveling trips and pills inside of me. ‘fuck it’ I thought, just bang the lot. I perched myself onto…

Glastonbury 2013

It always takes me a week to gather up my thoughts on the annual Glastonbury festival and again this year has been no exception. It’s been a standard recovery, I’ve mainly been boshing valium and getting pissed. I spent an evening with a very lovely lady. I missed out on another dream job. Took a trip to Brighton to see a very dear friend and clear my head but spunked a load money in a strip club whilst there. I then cycled the near 60 miles home. It was a nice trip and a visit to see Michelle always clears…

Sex, Drugs and Out in the Open

The other day whilst thinking of content for this humble musing, I started to think over not just my successes but also my missed opportunities. Anyone who is successful at anything will probably give the same advice ‘always learn from your mistakes’. This is sound advice unless like me you are someone who makes his lion’s share of his mistakes whilst under the influence of drugs and/or alcohol. I also started to reflect on all my experiences of having sex in public places and have found an interesting correlation between blowing it with birds – being shit faced –…

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