Sault Gig Review – All Points East

So as I entered the field of dust, X marked the spot for Dynamite, pronoun (ms). The sun was intense and beamed on us all the way through the day and what seemed the night too. We began our pilgrimage to the stage of our ancestors, at least that’s what it seemed, or like a Tatooine landscape but only with speakers. The crowd slowly drew larger as we awaited…well that’s the thing, who knew what was in store except a thing of biblical folklore.

There was an unexpected wait under the heat of nature’s mid August rays, permeated with a dusty haze of the soil dried for days. Something inside me felt that this wait was from Someone or Something outside our control to prove to the masses, not even our will can make us whole.

Then on came a choir and beautiful dancers, dressed like people from the bible we were never shown. Black people in robes not the white bearded tropes. So began The story…for us all to forward scope.

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I left this a while ago because there were loads of negative reviews, but just saw it now in my notes. This shows how negativity can easily crush delicate flowers. But they can be revived.