Sat In a Field Drinking Cider In The Sun: GIAF 7
I didn’t sit in a field drinking cider. Lager, tequila rose, and what tasted a lot like 14 tablespoons of chilli powder in some mango juice, sure, I drank that,…
I didn’t sit in a field drinking cider. Lager, tequila rose, and what tasted a lot like 14 tablespoons of chilli powder in some mango juice, sure, I drank that,…
“Bedford Isn’t Shit,” screamed the logo from a t-shirt hanging behind the bar in Esquires. For someone to go to the trouble of having that t-shirt printed, there must have…
“It’s great for Lincoln!” That was the main discussion as our group made our way into the Castle to watch the often-erroneously labelled Britpop kings James. So often, you hear…
Modern life isn’t a place where you feel safe. The world is awash with danger, whether orange-faced troublemakers taking over a world power, or late-night visitors trying to break into…
When it comes to music, I never thought of myself as part of a ‘scene’. It all felt too cliched, niche, and a bit too much like being labelled. Part…
On the opening day of the football season, instead of following the Imps as is customary, I sat in a field with hundreds of other people watching music. It was…
As we get closer to the Euros, you’ll undoubtedly begin to hear more football songs on the radio. The same ones always get rolled out: World in Motion, Three Lions,…
I’ve always had two constants in my life: music and football. It doesn’t matter what has been happening to me; they’re the markers by which my history is measured. Certain…
A mosh pit is not a place I’ve really ever felt comfortable. I remember my first experience of a pit. It was September 1995, Green Day were touring Insomniac, and…
It’s been a big weekend in the folk-punk world: the release of the latest Ferocious Dog Album, Kleptocracy, and the band’s ‘AGM’, an all-day event at Rock City in Nottingham.…