September 2007
24 posts
Chemical Brothers - Live at the Electric Picnic
I’m one row from the front, roiling in the day glo plastic drug mental of a Chemical Brothers set, when a pill warrior, eight feet tall on platform boots, his vari-coloured dreads a rain of snakes, his woman writhing property between his legs, turns and grasps my hand. ‘This is it man, this is it!’ I flash my fiend face and we nod together. This is it, the moment for which a generation sell their...
