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Back from a fucking excellent weekend at Suffolk's Latitude Festival. Seriously, there's no other way to describe it. Brilliant bands and performers, some of the best comedians around, author readings, electric poetry sets, cabaret, film showings, mutli-coloured sheep... this festival offers everything; everything that goddamn pre-book-8-months-in-advance Glastonbury lacks. There's too many highlights to comment on, really, so check out the website if you're interested in what to expect if you head off this time next year: www.latitudefestival.co.uk. Below is a selection of the reviews I contributed whilst there:

Poetry Arena ~ Thursday

Poetry Arena ~ Friday

Interview: Who is Richard Milward?

Literary Arena ~ Saturday

Poetry Arena ~ Saturday

Bat for Lashes, CSS, Rodrigo Y Gabriela ~ Saturday

Literary and Poetry Arena ~ Sunday

Clare Pollard ~ Interview (new)

Comments

Matt Merritt said…
I always enjoy Stewart Lee. Last year he toured with a show that was basically a single 75-minute long gag about stopping Joe Pasquale stealing his jokes, and it was genius.
Ben Wilkinson said…
Hi Matt. Yeah, he did an abridged version of that as I mentioned, but I did see the longer version when he performed for the TCC charity gig alongside Russell Brand and Noel Fielding at the Royal Albert back in March. Impressive stuff: he's got a style I really appreciate, but can see why some people might not be so enthralled.

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