Interview With Limetree Festival
ANOTHER WEEKEND, ANOTHER FIELD, ANOTHER IRRELEVANT GALLERY OF MUDDY PIXELS
Last weekend James Howarth went to Limetree Festival and took some photos for us. Personally I’ve never been to said shindig (most years I’m at Leeds Festival instead) so I don’t really know enough about it to accurately regale you with some choice words and try-too-hard metaphors. I won’t patronise you by ripping some blurb off their website either (you’re worth more to me than that). Also, my words have been digging me tiny little graves this week and I’m falling out of love with them, so I have neither the knowledge or the inclination to write owt. Instead, I’m going to let the pixels do the talking for once. That is after all what we’re all about. To gloss over the gap in this box you can find a video of the end of Middleman’s set below. That’s our Andy, up some rigging. He thinks he’s Florence. What a champ.