We used to have a bi-annual trip to Shell Island, where we'd camp for a few days, drink loads and 'experiment' with various narcotics. Shell Island itself is a magical place, especially deep at night, when it has a light all of its own and plunging dunes which fuck with your depth perception, leaving you flailing down a sheer 20ft drop, which had looked like a nice little step down seconds before. You can build a fire, then sit for hours, staring into the jumping flames, listening to tunes, until the batteries on the ghetto blaster died. Good times indeed.
I tried a bit of Plan B (first album, when he was a little bit more angry...), around the fire one evening and to say it killed the mood would be understating it somewhat. Which goes to prove that it's not only the music that you choose, but when you choose it aswell.
This one's for the Shell Island Massive - may we get there again sometime
I tried a bit of Plan B (first album, when he was a little bit more angry...), around the fire one evening and to say it killed the mood would be understating it somewhat. Which goes to prove that it's not only the music that you choose, but when you choose it aswell.
This one's for the Shell Island Massive - may we get there again sometime
Plan B - 'Stay Too Long (Pendulum Remix)'
i remember that well, fucking depressing that album - thats why i was so surprised by stay too long.
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