July 2019 and I found myself back in Paris, another year another tour. As I think about it I can just hear the words of
Category: Music
Godless in Paris.
It seems that Mr Bellamy has been reading my blog… I had recently resigned myself to the fact that I would not see Muse live
Our Glorious Empire
So I sit here in a hotel room in old London Town the day after the day before and my head is a jangled mash
High In Milan
Ok, So I was greedy last year… Not as greedy as I wanted to be but greedy still the same. We had seen Muse in
I Fucking Love Prague….
Sometimes we all do something a little mad, something where the thought process just seems to be circumvented and replaced with ‘What could possibly go wrong’.
Biblical…
It was hot, I mean not just a little hot… but savagely so. I remember being out with my family at the main stage for
The Proud Salopian 