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It’s cold and dark, which inevitably means it’s time to trudge to the north of England for another Huddersfield Contemporary Music Festival. As there are far fewer concerts than usual this year, i’ll just be going up for the opening weekend. Back on Monday; meanwhile, words about Sacrum Profanum are on their way.
I’m only toe-dipping myself this year, Simon – the sole ticketed concert I was vaguely interested in sold out almost immediately, so I’m restricting myself to Shorts Day. By the sound of things, you won’t be sticking around for much, if any, of that…?
Nope!