Spent the night in Tavistock, just outside Dartmoor National Park. To judge from all the notices on display, there’s plenty of musical events in town… except they all seem to be tribute bands. Offering pale pastiches of other bands’ music sounds so dreary… for both musicians and audiences. There’s only one tribute band I’d go and see, Steeleye Spam (and that’s only because I made them up).
With better weather promised later on, I’m off to photograph what remains of a bronze age dwelling known as Grimspound…
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