Ëvery hound from every clan is gathered. Tents are pitched – badly! Fires are lit – too big! Structures erected – too flimsily! The Howlers arrive in trucks and bikes to provide security for free, deliberately taking all the good spots on and around the speaker stacks. Who cares? It all works out for the best. It is Midsummer Madness! Caught in the spotlight, guitar caressing the evening breeze, Lonely Dog and the Sunshine Boys, at the peak of their powers begin to cast the spell for which they have all come in this still life painting. The air stills, the whole bay catches it’s breath. The moment has arrived…..
