Think of the best festival experience you've ever had. What made it special? Was it the people you were with? The music? Or was it just that you were in the right place at the right time?

Now think of the best party you've ever been to. What made that special? What made you stay? Did you fall about laughing after having drunk too much? Or was it just that you had such the best time with all the people you know and love, that you truly couldn't think of a better place to be?

Now imagine a pub in South East London. Think of somewhere that's not so glamorous, what some people might describe as off the beaten track. Walk past a friendly security man at the front. It's dark. It's full of people. As your eyes become accustomed to the light, you can see at the back of the room a stage. Someone's singing. But you can't see anyone on the stage at the far end. She's got a stunning voice. So beautiful. Slowly you turn around to the other stage. You're not expecting that, but there sat on a stool is the source of the music. Captivated, you slowly turn around. There's a tap on your shoulder, a big hello and a huge hug from a friend. The music stops. Applause. Genuine affection for the artist from the audience. At the back of the room, there's a man on the microphone on the other stage. He's calling you over to listen to the next act. Another band begins to play...

You've arrived at Foxfest. The best festival you've ever been to. A weekend party like no other. It's all of these things. Yet something much more. It's a work of unadulterated love brought to you by an unbelievably talented and passionate group of musicians, artists and friends. Never in my life have I felt so privileged to have seen and heard so much talent in a single weekend. Never have I been to a festival where the artists are the audience; where time and again these artists are greeted with such enthusiasm that it genuinely took my breath away.

Stay a little longer and you'll discover why. This really is one big family party you've come to. Look around and you'll soon discover that everyone seems to know each other. The crew on the sound desk, the hosts, the photographers, the videographers, the bands, the bar staff, the bloggers, technicians and security.

This whole thing is an labour of love; love for music, love for friends and a love for building a true artistic community, of which I was unaware of until but a few weeks ago. It's based around the Fox and Firkin (or just plain "The Fox" to it's friends), together with an internet radio station Kooba Radio, (and the recently launched Kooba TV). In some way or another, seemingly everyone I spoke to had a connection with one or the other and almost always both.

And not a single big ego to be seen, which is remarkable as there's some big talent on show throughout the weekend. And not just on the stages. This was an immensely well organised event. Nearly 40 acts on two stages over two days is not easy to organise. And it went off perfectly. For that alone, I stand in admiration of Carl, who brought it all together.

And then there's the music. If I were to say that this was an unsigned band festival, then it would not quite convey the sheer breadth of music that was performed. This wasn't a homogeneous indie line up, with identikit indie bands wearing matching skinny jeans performing the same tunes one after the other. Far from it.

We had punk bands, signer songwriters, electronica, beatbox, ska, pop, reggae, rock, jazz, folk, classical and indie. We had guitars, we had trumpets, we had cellos, basses and violins. There were horns and saxes. There were drums, xylophones, tambourines, maraccas. Cowbells and triangles. Soft words and screams. Sweet harmonies and harsh discordant cries from the heart.

I can honestly say that there was not one bad performance out of the probably 30 or so that I saw (I sadly missed a few). Think about that for a moment. Every band, every artist was memorable and I hope to write some more about them all in later articles.

We'll all go to other festivals, other gigs. We'll see great bands. We'll see some amazing sights. We'll have great times with our friends. But none of them, not one, will ever be quite as good as this.

My thanks to all at the Fox and all involved with Kooba Radio and TV for letting me into your wonderful community. It was a truly jaw dropping experience from beginning to end.

Please can I come again next year?

Full band reviews for Saturday can be found here and Sunday's bands are reviewed here.