Dear Wet Leg,
I am writing from Cesena in Emilia Romagna. You may recognise the name because it was where you were due to play an outdoor show at the Rocca Malatestiana on Wednesday 16th July.
Two days ago, it was announced that this show has been cancelled. One report said this was for “logistical reasons”. This explanation was closely followed by news of an extra show at London’s Electric Ballroom on Thursday 17th July. I would therefore interpret these particular ‘logistics’ to mean that a London gig is more prestigious than playing a small city in Northern Italy.
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The young unnamed backpacker who narrates this novella is searching for an escape from routine and predictability. This quest takes him from Italy to New South Wales in Australia – all the way to Byron Bay to be precise.
For me 2019 was not a particularly memorable year for music. I found pleasure in some old favorites but made no significant new discoveries.





