gemma D. alexander

On Friday of Airwaves, I spent some time writing in the morning, where I overheard others in the hostel reworking their plans because all of...

The wind, oh the wind wind wind wind wind wind. Oh the roaring and boring of the wind deep in to my bones in to...

After listening to far too many wonderful sets while staring at walls or other people’s backs, I determined to stake out a venue for the...

I started out with a list of back to back shows scattered throughout the festival, only to discover that venue-hopping has its drawbacks. The wind...

At first it was easy not to miss the kids during my trip to Airwaves because everything I was doing would have been sheer torture...