Sunday morning blast of the Cocteaus…
Strangely, despite the band’s rather gentle twee-ness, second loudest band I’ve ever heard at a gig (after the ear drum-bashing My Bloody Valentine).
Sunday morning blast of the Cocteaus…
Strangely, despite the band’s rather gentle twee-ness, second loudest band I’ve ever heard at a gig (after the ear drum-bashing My Bloody Valentine).
