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It’s Bearded time again. We are onsite and tent up by 12pm on Wednesday, ready for five solid days of music and somewhat ruing the effort and weight involved in packing all those warm clothes and wet weather gear, because my word does it turn out to be a hot one.
Wednesday is a small kick off, a few bands in the woodland. The first up was Cara Means Friend, a bedreaded (white) woman with a guitar singing about the system while stage left a soporific chap sat down and plonked out some simple basslines. Unfortunately all I could think of was Hannah’s Field, although I could not share this insight with my mate as he is normal and doesn’t go on internet deep dives for terrible music. Meryl Streek up next was much better, much more convincingly angry and political. First time I’ve seen him with a live drummer, and all the better for it. I was quite looking forward to Jools, as Hassle Records can usually spot a decent band, but that excitement wore off pretty quickly. Next up was Lucia And The Best Boys, who need » Continue Reading.





