This is the story of the Creamfields festival, which takes place every summer in the UK, and one particular girl who thumps, jumps, and pumps to the music as the Ecstasy takes over and the people she’s with become more and more sexually attractive and they are suddenly naked and dancing and fucking while the relentless music drives them on and on.
As lime who is a little bit past his prime, I’m more than a little uninformed about the current music scene. But this story made it come alive for me. The beat of the music, the feeling of the drugs, the raging dancers: I was swept away by all of it.
I’ve been looking out for Bradley
Stoke stories for some time now, and I knew it was only a matter of
time before I found one that caught my fancy. This is the one that did
it for me. It’ll do it for you, too.
