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First off the Blyth power folk/punk festival was amazing. It tipped it down the first night and me and paul left our tent wide open so when we got back to the tent after watching music it was filled up with water. DOH, NOT a good start, but with spare clothes on hand we managed to mop up the majority of the tent so huzzah for extra stuff. Then the well that fed the campsite dried up so noone could drink any water hehehe but joseph got a van and filled it with empty plastic bottles and filled them up down the road for everyone so that was okay, but the thing was the well also fed the loos so the loos wouldnt flush, so they had to get portaloos in to the campsite as a replacement. Twas all a bit of a disaster but at the same time community spirit rallied around and it was just awesome. Friday music was amazing I love love LOVE wob. Specially souvenier it's like if my life had a soundtrack that would be one of the songs. I love that song so much! Pog and Cracktown and mourning for autumn, were also great to see again. The whole of the Blyth power ashes is almost like a massive family. I'm not sure where I fit into that family, some deranged illicit second cousin but seeing all these bands perform always make me feel really happy that I can be counted among them Also my set was supposed to be on friday night but the venue had messed up the music liscensing so they had to stop the music at 11 rather than the original 12 so my friday evening slot got moved to sunday afternoon. It didnt fuss me whatsoever, if anything I was kinda relieved cause the journey to the venue had been hellish, so I could relax on friday instead of being stressed. I over did it though and drank faaaar to much it was unavoidable as they had adnams on tap, a girl can't resist things like that. Having Ed Kerry, their kids and dog (poppy) come see me play was really amazingly cool too and it was ace to spend time with them just chilling out and being chased by wasps together. Me and my Paul even spent a couple of hours sitting on the merchandise stall selling other peoples stuff for them, which I found quite fun and felt glad that Jessi and Paul stapleton had at least a few hours away from the merchandise shackles. Comments (0) |