Monday, 6 September 2010

Stop Making Sense: "Some kind of perfection"

"As the last slither of sunshine dips behind the islands there is a cheer from the dancefloor and the Icarus-like swimmers give up their quest and return one by one, to carry on dancing. This is certainly some kind of beautiful..."

Read the rest of Chris Coco's report from our first festival here...

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