“Rock and Netty”

“During a weekend in July, the majority of my friends went to the Phoenix Festival, but the tickets were too expensive, so I decided to go to a party on Appledore cliffs. Like every self-respecting 19-year-old I wanted to be a rock star. I’d started working on a sound crew—I was carrying gear and twiddling knobs and I was getting quite good. I kept thinking; … Continue reading “Rock and Netty”