Last night one of my dreams came true. I finally got the chance to see one of my idols – Laura Marling. I have been a keen follower of Marling for many years, using her first three albums as the necessity aides to get me through those difficult years – adolescence. Unfortunately for me, there were two separate occasions to which I could have stood in the midst of this talented singer (once back in Sixth Form, I was on holiday; and the second I only found out the day after! Laura was playing in the York Minister, which was a once in a lifetime opportunity). So one can only imagine how I felt – it was like Christmas. I’m not going to write a concert review, because to be honest I would have no idea where to even start and I am sure I would not do it any justice. But what I can attempt to say is that Laura Marling offered a beautiful and yet haunting performance of her work – mostly taken from her …