Festivaaaaaal!!

Just back from a ridiculously good Glastonbury this weekend and haven't even managed to blog about the ridiculously massive Sonar yet (last weekend); Feel like I'm flying by the seat of my pants which oughta be Orange & White and emblazoned with the name Ryan as an homage to my pilots. The music in the head is undeniably Ravey; 90s resurgance? Yes please.

Little time to breathe in this unusually humid June weather; I think I have a June bug...I JUST WANNA DANCE. So until my heart stops beating so fast and I find time to update more thoroughly; I am leaving you with these photo galleries from Sonar via FACT magazine:

http://www.factmag.com/2010/06/22/photo-gallery-sonar-part-1/

http://www.factmag.com/2010/06/23/photo-gallery-sonar-part-2/

and point those of you who don't blink too often towards my Twitter; Soundcloud and Facebook pages which track my recent movements and memories and currently feelin's through smaller byte-sized Tapas innit.

Ida!

A chance meeting > a beautiful Scandinavian girl > (not-so-dreary) Morden >Friendship >International Party Pirates > . Barcelona) >Amazing style >> Zig Zag Wanderer: inspiration, works in progress, master-pieces>
"Women in Hats.">

Barcelona

Dubz on Sunday, Ida, Zara, their lovely friends and chocolate labrador named Augusta.

Food- olives, chicken, tapas. "Watermelon at a rave!" Alcohol.

Danced: Vice Boat party, Sonar...Kode9 & Spaceape, Skream, Justice, Dizzee Rascal, Digitalism, Hanna's incredible bass face. beach party..... drumz, harmonica, bells.

Hangover.

Nail polish, shoes, bikini's, sunburn and a happy 1950's vintage dress.... bumped into an old London Jungle friend who exclaimed- "I saw the dress, then the camera and thought hang on a minute, I know that mad bitch!"

Hangover.

Streets: Wonderful Graffiti, beautiful buildings. Tweeting birds, kids playing football. Spanish people that don't like tourists very much. South Americans that do.


Waves to die for (nearly killed us).

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