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Wednesday, June 30, 2004

Jumping on the Glastonbury bandwagon.

It seems everyone's got something to say about Glastonbury, so I'm going to say something about it too. But rather than give a long rant about it's faults here is a list of my top ten favourite things about Glastonbury.

10. The hilarity of seeing someone who is past their prime attempt to recapture their past magic by warbling an acoustic set to gaggles of weeping old gadges.

9. The pleasure of not eating anything bar a packet of noodles and a hamburger for three days coupled with the huge feed when you get home.

8. No one caring that you stink.

7. Inadvertantly wandering into a field of nettles to go to the toilet and not realising until you've squatted down and been stung to shit - much to the amusement of everyone nearby.

6. Dancing in the glade to Eat Static & Aphex Twin (though there's no Glade anymore so maybe that shouldn't be there)

5. Buying out all the nitrus oxide in the festival and giggling manically as Josh Wink's 'Higher State of Consciousness' seems to play from the heavens.

4. People watching.

3. Going into raptures over a cup of tea that has been procured even though you have no money left.

2. Seeing bands that you'd never usually see on random and usually quiet stages and then discovering that they're really good so that's more music to listen to when you get home.

1. Dancing wildly to the best techno at the festival at 7am only to discover that it's actually the sound of the slurry trucks pumping out the portaloos.


I can see the points that various people are making about festivals, they are a bit past their day and they are overly commercial. But I rarely have the chance to go to gigs, at least to gigs that aren't in the Student Union which isn't particularly great. I'd like to go to T in the Park this year to see Bowie and Wu-Tang but I can't afford it. This is very sad because I've always wanted to see Bowie and it's one of my missions before either he or I end up feeding some worms.

Festivals may not be political, they may be full of wankers but sometimes its nice to get away from everything else, to go to a field to listen some music with some friends and get absolutely wrecked.

posted at 12:07 pm by Siobhan

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