British summertime consists of: tee shirt tans, fake Ray Bans, melted 99's, pimms with pieces of fruit so fat that you might as well call it a meal, messy beer festivals, moist public transportation and a good and proper music festival. A few Friends and I (consisting of some chums i met in the mountains of Meribel, some "getting on a bit" graduates, students and high school drop outs) decided it would be a good idea to start our summer early by hitting the Evolution Festival in Newcastle. Not only do we know how to start summer early but we also know how to start a party.