Wrote most of this on the way back to Brighton on the train in a notebook with goldfish on the front. I had to rush because we had a gig in the evening at Beachdown festival on the picturesque Sussex Downs. I thought it was going to be fine but the journey connections were somewhat disjunct and I ended up running across a field to get there on time.
Went back to the flat briefly to pick up my girlfriend who was extremely unenthusiastic to see me again. She had enjoyed not having me there.
Gig went quite well. Festival resembled some kind of warzone as they invariably do. We waited in the dark to be picked up by a taxi like survivors flagging down a passing helicopter. The taxi driver was playing the dub version of dark side of the moon (dub side of the moon).
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