My Relationship With Music

It’s a Friday night, and I’ve turned up to The 1865 in Southampton on my own. There’s music playing, people coming together for a great cause. As I’m stood in the middle of a benefit show for someone I’ve only recently heard of, a flood of anxiety runs over me, why am I here? Is it bad that I came to see some bands I liked while other people came to support the cause? Continue reading “My Relationship With Music”

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