I don’t like dancing in public. It usually takes some persuading and a fair bit of Jaeger before I can let loose on the floor. But Friday’s headliner Cotti and the resident Void Dj’s had me doing moves reminiscent of Kevin Bacon in his footloose heyday. On ketamine. There is just something about this monthly night that gets even the most…
The festival landscape has undergone major upheaval in the last three years, and Covid’s long-term impact on the music industry…
