Ahh, festivals. Remember them? Partying in a packed field all day with your mates, knee-deep in mud and listening to banging tunes. If only. As we are potentially missing yet another year of fun, the festival blues are really hitting hard. But, it’s not all doom and gloom! Looking back at the best festi-fits throughout the decades can give us a glimmer of hope (and inspo) for when we will be partying again. 1960s Woodstock, 1969 – the legendary festival to end all festivals.
I can vividly remember the trip to my first music concert and later, to my first Woodstock-style festival. I was 13, perhaps 14 years old at that time. Too early, I think now but back then, I was (in my own opinion) almost an adult! These experiences – it as a revolution of sort. To be and listen closely to the music, uniting in this way with other people. As if the line between ‘me’ and ‘them’ become blurry. As if I discovered at that time a new previously unknown world: the
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