Category Archives: In The Swamp
A walk in a falling castle – From Home To End 02 – Birkwood Hospital, Scotland
Originally posted on Journeys Through Pre-World War 3 Britain:
In this instalment of the Highlands adventure we explore the now-collapsed Birkwood Castle, still one of our most exciting finds. 7: 16PM 3.7.14 In the past two days we’ve barely slept. Ben…
In The Swamp – Isle of Wight festival 2012 – Complete
These journals are about music, drugs and the Isle of Wight. They’re about the joy of escape, the catharsis of being lost in a vibration, the comfort of anonymity in a large crowd and the strange things you see when … Continue reading
08 – Lake District and the Highlands ’13
Exploring the Grampians. Old new discoveries. Checking out an abandoned house, one of many in the Highlands. Light footed on a slowly collapsing bridge. North of Loch Ness 19.8.12 12:41 am This morning I woke with an Immortal Technique t-shirt … Continue reading
001 – In The Swamp. Isle of Wight Festival 2012
In The Swamp. A tale of drugs, mud, piss and strange people at the Isle of Wight Festival 2012. Not so long ago, Yuri and I were music students. That’s how we met. A substantial part of our education wasn’t at college. … Continue reading
002 – In The Swamp. IoW Festival 2012.
First Day. Arrival. Meeting the neighbours. The Stranglers. Primal Scream. First impressions. To get to the Isle of Wight you can take a hovercraft from Portsmouth. It shakes like a cheap shopping centre massage chair. Novelty value fades quickly. Especially … Continue reading
003 – In The Swamp – IOW Festival 2012
Second Day. Elbow. Australian piss fetishists. Depression. Escape from the festival. Recapture. Friday we went to see Elbow and Tom Petty. More Elbow than Tom Petty. The real festival started today. Day tickets were available, more fields and stalls opened. … Continue reading
004 – In The Swamp – IOW Festival 2012
Third Day (cont’d). Gazebo CUNT! Ryan’s trip. Recovery Day. Pootopia. Lucy flees. Another weird piss story. We read a lot during this time. When we returned from our walk, beaten, still quietly hungry, we sat ourselves in the tent and … Continue reading
005 – In The Swamp – IOW Festival 2012
Third Day (cont’d) Eddie returns. Ryan takes speed. Pearl Jam. Campsite thefts. Neighbourhood declares the festival a washout and a failure. Exodus. Ryan was still feeling the comedown. Eddie hadn’t shown yet. He was out there somewhere, past the … Continue reading
007 – In The Swamp – IOW Festival 2012
Last Day The wasteland after the party. Tale of a wellington boot. Going home. Ryan and Eddie’s review. I was up before Yuri and brushed my teeth. I felt industrious. Or at least, I felt like packing up and getting back as … Continue reading
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