WILL STONE samples the 20th anniversary atmosphere of this eclectic end-of-season indie festival
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The nights are drawing in, the plague stats get ever worse, the Tories’ cynical mismanagement of everything constantly plumbs newly unbelievable depths. We organise food banks, we do our best to sustain those in our communities who need help, we reach up, we hunker down. We need a sound track. One with humanity, warmth, depth, intelligence, perceptiveness, optimism. Oh, and supremely catchy tunes.
Here it is. Climbing Frame by Gecko. Album of the year. Again.
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