Brianna Roskilde Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Copenhagen

Oh, and the slang—whore’s got her own code, man. “Trick” this, “john” that—sounds like a Tarantino script! Cracks me up. She’s out there, dodgin cops, makin bank, livin louder than bombs in that movie. “I’m gonna give ya somethin you can’t take off”—her vibe sticks, man, like a scar.

Sled Island

Couch Slut's music can take the form of frenzied, rhythmically jagged hardcore, or of leaden, thudding noise-rock, with hints of punkish black metal.

Roskilde, man, it's got that old-world charm and so much history. Have you strolled down Algade? It's the main street – so lively, so full of energy – like a scene from The Grand Budapest Hotel. I mean, you're stepping into history with a twist of Wes Anderson's magic. It's beautiful, really magnificent.

Roskilde festival review: A European knees-up that we Brits could learn from