On the Tuesday night I had a return trip to South London for Julia Jacklin‘s premiere of her magical new record near London Bridge, a handy place from which to finish off the London GBG entries. But life has other plans. Or in this case, Matt, who was desperate to see Silent Planet, the best… Continue reading JULIA JACKLIN v SILENT PLANET THROUGH THE ROTHERHITHE TUNNEL
Tuesday night I was in Deansgate, walking back from a magical Julia Jacklin gig at Gorilla (keg Beavertown) to the equally magical Trivelles Hotel (£32) in Salford. It is possible that none of those names will mean anything to you, but I do hope that you remedy the absence of Julia Jacklin’s music from your… Continue reading BREWDOG LIVES !
So my only beer at Latitude was Carlsberg, served in plastic cups. As I wrote, it was surprisingly tasty paired with herring. As I’m sure it is in all Wythenshawe boozers. You don’t go to music festivals for beer, but you might be surprised to know that the only beer visible at Latitude is… Continue reading LATITUDE – FLAT BEER, HIGH CULTURE, SIGRID