/Tuesday Ten/487/Let’s Go Dark
After the light last week, there must be darkness, I guess. So despite the spring weather, I’m heading into the dark.
After the light last week, there must be darkness, I guess. So despite the spring weather, I’m heading into the dark.
Twenty-five years ago yesterday (20-July 1995), I made it to my first proper gig. I headed over to Roundhay Park in the north-eastern edges of Leeds, along with tens of thousands of others, to the first night of the Heineken Festival that year, ostensibly to see Pop Will Eat Itself, but that evening I also […]