I couldn't think of a better way to spend a 28 degree weekend than at a day festival drinking cider...so thats exactly what I did. From 11am on Saturday my day was filled with dancing, drinking and some absolutely beautiful humans.
With a line up that the word 'incredible' would have trouble describing it was SO good. 60,000 people had the sounds of Bears Den, Haim, Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, Ben Howard, Vampire Weekend and Mumford and Sons in their ears. I think it was safe to say I officially died and went to groupie heaven. (If Marcus Mumford is reading this can you come and put a baby inside me already!!)
I'm pretty sure anyone that went will back me up when I say that in the haze of confetti and fairy lights, signing along with the entire line up to Fleetwood Mac is definitely what dreams are made of.
Thanks to Summer Stampede it is very likely the all of the other Saturdays in my life from now on are going to be pretty shit.
With a line up that the word 'incredible' would have trouble describing it was SO good. 60,000 people had the sounds of Bears Den, Haim, Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, Ben Howard, Vampire Weekend and Mumford and Sons in their ears. I think it was safe to say I officially died and went to groupie heaven. (If Marcus Mumford is reading this can you come and put a baby inside me already!!)
I'm pretty sure anyone that went will back me up when I say that in the haze of confetti and fairy lights, signing along with the entire line up to Fleetwood Mac is definitely what dreams are made of.
Thanks to Summer Stampede it is very likely the all of the other Saturdays in my life from now on are going to be pretty shit.
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