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Festival Frolics: Get On Your Boots, Glastonbury 2011.

Fervent hysteria cued, grab a pen and a scrap of paper and get scribbling – this year’s Glastonbury Festival line up is officially out and about. Last year was quite something. We basically did this. Back to the here and now however, if previous announcements seemed perhaps a little reserved, get on your boots and delve deep into the what looks to be a fairly…So on & so forth…

Briefest of Lowdowns, Isle of Wight Festival 2010.

What with a jaunt on the Isle of Wight equivalent to a time shift back to decades past and lost, coincidentally around the time of the Isle of Wight Festival’s first stint that saw an approximated 600,000 revelers wind up on the Isle to catch The Who and Jimi Hendrix (both oft referenced, revered and covered this weekend), Dots & Dashes attempts to save a little of your precious time by chewing, digesting and regurgitating broken shard…So on & so forth…

Thursday, Primavera Sound 2013.

…en, it sat beside the sea an intangible dream; now, it becomes an intense reality. Life even, if only for a few all too fleeting días. The Parc del Fòrum, positively appositely for the home of such an unrelentingly pioneering festival, finds itself encircled by what are some unapologetically bizarre new build skyscratchers – exclusively hotels – which resemble the sorts of top-heavy entities George Lucas had first envisaged at some remote time fa…So on & so forth…

One, Two, Three and We’re Under. Broken Bells, Royal Festival Hall.

As a watercolour sunset disperses over London’s South Bank, the pattering of commuter soles turns to beer bottle clinks of the post-daily grind on the patios in the shadows of the infamous concrete shell of the Royal Festival Hall as this year’s Meltdown Festival, curated by Fairport Convention founder Richard Thompson comes to a rather spectacular, if subdued denouement. Tonight it’s the turn of Broken Bells, supergroup of sor…So on & so forth…

Into a Swan. Siouxsie, Royal Festival Hall.

…y Numan and throwing distance of Thurston Moore who’s sat next door gorging on Cibo Matto, socialites line the aisles. There’s patent evidence of enough monochromic dye to drown an already reputedly soggy Download Festival, whilst those a little higher up in the balconies flail their arms like World Cup final inflatables. Though irrespective of seating arrangements, the anticipation for Siouxsie’s first show in some five truly e…So on & so forth…

Soaked in Superfluous Pop, V Festival 2010.

From a myriad of underaged and undernourished bathed in neon gunk quite literally passing out to Tinie Tempah, to endless, ubiquitous shoddy corporeal costumes, Winnebagos equipped with en suite hot tubs and seemingly every last (chipper, smug, repulsively clueless) presenter ever to have babbled on about the current state of pop royalty on Channel 4, V Festival is utterly spectacular. And that’s not inherently a laudable quality in a some…So on & so forth…

Supernal Fablers. CocoRosie, Royal Festival Hall.

Swimming through athletics screenings and scurrying across crammed foyers, it’s surprisingly still once inside tonight’s Royal Festival Hall. Indeed given the unpredictability of the inherently unorthodox CocoRosie, the evening could quite conceivably keep both serene and sombre: the sisters’ proclivity for melancholia has and most likely always will be fairly pervasive, and as they hurdle the discography much woe remains. Howe…So on & so forth…

Thursday, The Great Escape 2013.

The littoral British retreat that is Brighton may be better renowned for saccharine tat and chish and fips still swimming in gristle and grime than it may be for musics and the manic frenzy their festivals so often entail, although the city becomes a bloody hive of hype for the one weekend of the year. That is this, and this is the 2013 edition of The Great Escape. So let the buzz begin! Away from the unrelenting bustle of the capital – a restiv…So on & so forth…

Hop Farm 2011.

An airfield on the outskirts of Gdansk and a relatively modestly sized stage amidst the oast houses and endless expanses of hops that the Garden of England boasts perhaps aren’t the two settings that spring to mind when envisaging the return of His Purpleness, and although crowd numbers swell exponentially come Sunday, this year’s Hop Farm Festival offered a VH1 playlist’s worth of seminal artists throughout the passing of week…So on & so forth…

Q&A: Roaring with Ritzy. The Joy Formidable, Dot to Dot.

…feel that even slightly is gravely mistaken. I think if you want to remain truthful and honest to your voice, and the music that you’re making, the creative push and drive ultimately has to come from the band itself. A label is nothing more than an extension of a team, and every band always has a team around them. There’s just too much to do for three people so there’s always people outside of, or at least on the periphery of t…So on & so forth…