i'm not sure where to begin or how best to explain the two weeks i spent with andrew. i finished my exams the night before his arrival, and had recently received a sizeable bursary sum from the univeristy of toronto... so things couldn't really be better. he got off the plane and we basically headed straight south to brighton for the great escape festival, where our first destination was the sussex university rez of our couchsurfing host tom, a first year self-proclaimed anarchist, who showed us to our foam mattress at the foot of his bed, before taking us for a jaunt around brighton, and showing off his skill at not paying train fare. he turned out to be a stand-up guy, pretty much gave us his room, introduced us to his hodge podge of bong-wielding, non-armpit shaving roommates, and sent us off with a wine-soaked discussion of the couch-surfing experience.
we saw loads of other bands, including, danananakroyd, black lips, lyrebirds, veils, british sea power, metronomy, the soft pack and flash guns. we left with a few bruises, very little sleep, a lot less money, and a shocking amount of mud all over my clothes

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