


And this one on East Cross Street had a variety of groups, mostly urban funk.
You could wander from street to street, taking it all in, switching musical styles as the mood hit you. Come to think of it, that's pretty much what we did.
To clarify: the title is excerpted from Act 1 of Shakespeare's Love's Labour's Lost. The full quote goes: "Light, seeking light, doth light of light beguile; So ere you find where light in darkness lies, Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes." It's a warning against spending too much of your life in scholarly pursuits.
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