Musings on music, travel, life
Mykonos in the Greek Cyclades is another clubbing hotspot I have a special connection with from times past. Seeing as I was passing through the Athens area in the third week of September to see old friends, it seemed rude not to get a boat out to the islands for some beach time and check out... Continue Reading →
It was 12 August and the date was set for Anjuna Deep’s London homecoming as the summer festival season continued in style. With a line-up showcasing a host of talented artists it looked sure to be a great party. Anticipation for the event had been building in recent weeks and I’d snapped up a ticket at the... Continue Reading →
Situated around 25km due west of Amsterdam at Bloemendaal beach, Woodstock '69 is a legendary summer party spot. I had a lot of fun there last year seeing Hernan Cattaneo and Pole Folder but the weather had not been so great. Needless to say I was keen to come back and experience the place in... Continue Reading →
I trace it all back to the day of the Sheffield half marathon in 2004. After the race I had been at a BBQ near Hunters Bar and had consumed a number of beers to refuel. Then on the way back home I randomly bumped into my friends Nils and Gina in the street who... Continue Reading →
It was that time of year again to head out to Barcelona for the annual pilgrimage to Sonar and its ever increasingly popular off-Sonar spin off. For me this was part two of the European techno season after my recent excursion to the Ibiza opening parties. With most of the European techno community in Barcelona... Continue Reading →
When Sven Väth's Cocoon party first came to Monday nights at Amnesia, Ibiza in 1999 the clubbing landscape on the island was very different to what it is now with house and trance dominant and no-one really pushing techno. Cocoon changed all that bringing techno sounds to the fore and spawning many other nights in the process,... Continue Reading →
I had two full days to play with in Marrakech, more than what I’d had in Fez and Meknès. Day one was all about exploring the old medina. I firstly headed to Djemaa el-Fna the main square to get my bearings and see in daylight what I had walked through the night before. After a coffee stop... Continue Reading →
I awoke early and saw the spectacular sight through my window of the first sunlight of the day hitting the vertical rock face outside the front of the hostel. I must have had the best hotel view in the area! At breakfast I asked the hostel owner Rashid if there was a physical ticket for... Continue Reading →
My day had begun atop a camel in the Sahara desert. Two long-distance grand taxi rides, a bus, and another taxi ride later it ended with me in the foothills of the Atlas mountains at Todra Gorge. It was certainly an interesting travel day and one that I shall remember for a while. I saw... Continue Reading →
I got up and chatted with a group of Germans at breakfast who had just returned from a night in the dunes at Erg Chebbi. It sounded amazing. The hotel owner's brother was with them and explained to me two different camel treks options. One was to do a sunset/sunrise thing staying in a desert camp overnight;... Continue Reading →
Robin Thurston 