Kat Brown is a new writer here on My Chemical Toilet, bringing with her much experience of gigging, ligging and - quite probably - swigging. That's her on the left in cartoon form. As an introduction she agreed to share her experience of this year's Latitude with us. Theft, twats and a star of Spiderman singing about bait all featured.
1. Kindly tell us your name, age and where you’re from. Now.
My name is Kat Brown, I’m 24 and I'm from London. Sir.
2. Which festival have you recently attended?
Latitude!
3. Have you attended this festival before? If yes, how does this year compare?
Yes I have. And to be honest, this year was a bit shit. Not in terms of line-up which was lovely, or what was on offer, but from the wankers who decided to go along. I mean, seriously. It’s an arts festival in the middle of Suffolk, it’s hardly Leeds, so why all the beered-up twats with lax attitudes to suncare decided to come and “WEY-HEY!!!!!” their way into next Tuesday I’ll never know. Oh, and there was thievery, which was crap.
4. Which act gave the best performance, and why?
Patrick Wolf. He could recite the times table and still be entertaining.
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