The Selling Of Reading Festival
Chris Salewicz, NME, 30 August 1975
THE SUN was westering in a haze of towering cumulus, fire-orange against midnight black, filling the still air with speckled light, as we came over the Borgo Pass and into the secret valley. The very hoofbeats of the horses seemed strangely muffled.
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