God damn, it nearly killed us.

I worked Frank Turner’s Lost Evenings Festival in Camden last week. Despite chronic pain, chronic fatigue, jet lag, and seasonal allergies from hell – I somehow survived.

There’s too much to process still. Too much to smile about, and remember. I can’t believe this is my life, and this is my job. I can’t believe I get to live out my dreams, working with artists I completely adore, with some of the greatest people I have ever known.

To quote Ducking Punches, “we had all the attention, god damn, it nearly killed us.”

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by Ben Morse

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by Ben Morse

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by Ben Morse

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hiding in the office after night three

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Queen of Swag

 

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