When the festival whose photos you’re about to see was canceled, the news produced just a virtual anger. There were no protests with no indie initiatives to bring it back and its amazing atmosphere came down to just a couple of sad and angry comments on social media and local lifestyle websites. People buried it, placed a virtual headstone above its playful reggae logo and just moved on.
I can only assume they have probably forgotten it ever existed.

“The festival was our brand, volunteered by our youth and to some of them these days were the only holidays; it was an island of freedom where never anything dramatic had happened. Conservatives have claimed another victory, but it was a Pyrrhic victory that will, as always, channelize youth rebellion…”


Never let great things go.

*Photos by Trenchtown & Viktor Kiss