With the roar of the wind relentlessly increasing, the techno fades in direct proportion when at 4am it suddenly stops. The lighting rig, a huge metal framework has been blown over, landing on the head of soundman Frank. Though Frank insists he’s alright, he’ll later be taken off the island by an emergency rescue launch over fears (thankfully later dispelled) that he’s suffered bleeding on the brain) though the incident hails the end of the music, and everyone’s left to suffer the storm in silence; for another six solid hours.

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