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Glastonbury 2009, Part Four

It's the last day and I groggily haul myself off to the shower at about 8:30 in the am. Disaster strikes! It appears that the whole field next door has heard about our nice shower and has been using it so much that the tank has over-flowed and it is all locked up. I have to wait until the water has been drained away, then find the Keeper of the Key to get clean.

Once I am clean and fed, I grab a friend and venture out into the colourful fields to start the final day...

SUNDAY

Easy Star All-Stars

Sergeant Pepper's Lone-

-Ly Hearts Club Band, we hope you

Have enjoyed the show.

Not really, guys - Dub side of the Moon and Radiodread were amazing, but this is just crap! Even here, where they love this sort of thing... This Beatles Reggae just doesn't work.

Status Quo

Whatever you want,

Old men rock out their classics

Lazing in the sun.

Amadou et Mariam

Third time for me now,

The music suits the sunshine

All relaxed and smiles.

Orquesta Aragon (Cubans)

Synchronised salsa

Is it creepy or well done?

I forget the moves.

Madness

The top of the hill

And 2-Tone Madness prevails

The field is jumping

Nick Cave

He's a bit boring

Very shouty and tuneless

But Ade thinks he's great.

Pronghorn

Some mad punk fellas

Their children playing along

Mostly Entertaining

Fire Show

Tonight the whole show seems to work like clockwork, I avoid getting flamed in the face and even the big lit-up heart at the end works. The crowd is huge, too.

Black Eyed Peas

They shout boom boom pow

Not good like they used to be

Too dancey, less rap.

Mundo Jazz

A mixed bag of nuts

Ingenious comedy

Oh look, here's the rain.

And it really does pour. The amazing Mundo Jazz play on our stage until about 1:30am, then the second they announce that it's the end of the festival, the heavens open and we all run for cover. We head to the Green Room for the last night's celebrations. There is a band called Kangaroo Moon playing a kind of crazy psychedelic folk rock dance music to a frantic and appreciative crowd, desperately trying not to think about going home tomorrow.


Submitted by dash on Fri, 07/08/2009 - 16:11




Glastonbury 2009, Part Three

The sun is out this morning, we are welcomed into the day with Michael Jackson jokes and tributes and a nice fry-up. I venture out into the world after breakfast while waiting for the rest of the gang to rise.

SATURDAY

Siyaya

African dancing

Telling confusing stories

With a great soundtrack

Tinariwen

Nomadic blues rock,

A perfect desert soundtrack

For sun-drenched hippies.

Spinal Tap

A tiny Stonehenge

and ladies with big bottoms

with midgets to laugh at

Rokia Traore

North African Soul

With a little bit of Jazz

A gentle groove for lunchtime.

The Futureheads

On our tiny stage

For nuclear awareness

Big shouty noise pop.

There is a little hiatus while we wait for the Great Tony Benn to turn up and speak on our stage. Well I say 'wait', he's already here, drinking tea backstage but we are waiting for Ed Byrne , who's supposed to be before him. As the crowd is so big we employ Marcus Brigstocke , who thins out the numbers hugely after the Futureheads so Mr Benn doesn't get too intimidated.

After Marcus we are 'treated' to an Important Song about guns and knife crime, sung by some young, ethnically correct young kids who are stoked to be on stage at Glastonbury. The young black lad raps, the asian girl warbles and the white girl sings. It is awful and cringe-worthy, which is what you expect from these sorts of campaigns I guess. They stand near us as the honourable Mr Benn speaks, chatting loudly in inner city accents about how wicked and terrifying it was to sing in front of all these people.

Ed Byrne (when he eventually arrives) is funny. I 'fail' to call out when he asks who has got married recently, then smile wryly to myself as he proceeds to describe the worst wedding clichés imaginable

Lisa Hannigan

Girl in a big tent

Singing incoherently

The colour is red.

Lonnie Liston Smith

A funk soul legend

But too-cheesy soul should get

Down to the Backstreets

Eliza Carthy

Bizarre Eclectic

Cabaret folk reggae jazz

The crowd is jumping

Baaba Maal

African Legend

Makes everyone jumpy, but

We have to go work

Fire Show

Tonight the show is smoother; the frightening giant bird follows me a little better, I save a small child from facial re-constructive surgery, the elephant makes it into the ring, to drive about the place aimlessly while the fire swingers do their thing. The circus field still fail to attract the crowds at the end, but there is one night to go to get it right. Finishing at midnight, we run to the top of the pyramid field to catch the end of The Boss.

Bruce Springsteen

Dancing in the Dark

Is the only song I know

Huge crowd is steaming

The Guns of Navarrone

Heaving and Jumping

Monkey Monkey Monkey Man

The beer flows freely.

Pronghorn

More mental ska-punk

A feelgood comedy band

I sleep on sofas.


Submitted by dash on Thu, 30/07/2009 - 18:05




Glastonbury 2009, Part Two

The rain continues all night, I hold it in as long as I can but at 0900 I have to run for it. Still, I'm up in time for breakfast and get to have a nice hot shower. No-one believes that Michael Jackson is dead. I usually have big plans for each day, the clashfinder helping me to decide what is possible, but there are only a few things I'm excited about today. Lamb. Steel Pulse. Regina Spector.

FRIDAY

Bath Tub Ceilidh Band

Good morning they sing,

Playing Archer's-themed folk dance;

Small child is happy.

Gabriella Cilmi

Ears dripping red blood,

Her shrieking is most painful.

Quick, run to the pub!1

Ash Mandrake

Leatherbound guitars

Breeds a three-headed monster,

This man is too strange.

Regina Spector

The sun appears once

For nice piano melodies

Adz isn't impressed.2

Red Snapper

Cold beer and sunshine

Syncopating live dance hits,

Old tunes beat new ones.

Hot 8 Brass Band

It's an accident

and a crowd pleasing surprise

Is the souzaphone.

Lamb

Emotions run wild

Though the speakers can't take it

Lamb make people weep.3

Steel Pulse

Reggae reggae dub

Dub dub reggae dub rastaman

They're from the Midlands!4

Fire Show

The last band on our stage is Eternal Taal , who are a great dance band with lots of drumming, playing banghra versions of everything, including a bit of Michael Jackson, natch.

Tonight it is our actual dress rehearsal. First we have the crazy Eddie Egal , who has the usual enormous flames, nearly naked ladies and fiery chainsaws. and fireworks. I manage to get myself assigned to the Garuda bird and my job is to walk in front of it after the fireworks, guiding it through the crowd and keeping them away from it's pecking beak. Oh and it breathes sparks about 4 metres in front of it, so I have to have eyes in the back my head too! Tonight though, they just go where they like and I have to run into the crowd shouting, because the bird isn't heading for the gap we'd created...

Some madness ensues, involving human Catherine wheels, fire swingers and more huge flames. The elephant gets stuck in the crowd and can't join in the fun. Then people with flamethrowers lead, or rather scare the crowd down to a man in a gyroscope who sets himself on fire.

After the show we wander down to Trash City which is utterly heaving. I can almost take my feet of the ground and let the crowd carry me through. We run away to the backstage bar.

Glenn Tilbrook

A theatre bar fave

The freaks are all raving hard

Glenn, take me, I'm yours?

  • 1. Seriously. Avoid at all costs, another shouty soul rnb faux retro nightmare.
  • 2. But I am... she was very good!
  • 3. Honestly. people are actually in tears when Lou Rhodes sings 'I can fly'...
  • 4. Totally awesome and it's a big crowd, although the rest of the festival are off watching The Specials. Today's tallest man is played by All-Black star Jonah Lomu. I don't ask him to move!

Submitted by dash on Tue, 28/07/2009 - 13:06




Glastonbury 2009, Part One

Yes, so I could go on and on about how this was the best Pilton Pop Festival for a long time, give you a long boring essay for each day detailing my every crazy move, the nice hot showers, great food, mad people, awesome fire...

But it has been a month already, and what a month! Weddings, holidays, DIY, gardens1, so I will leave it as a long music review, with the bands I managed to actually see reviewed in some form of clumsy haiku.

A bit early?

THURSDAY

Charlene Soraia

A song about space,
Stuffy tent hushed and brooding,
Rain drips in my beer.

The Gentle Good

He sings about Jane,
But the strings are too quiet,
Finger-picking good?

Shiva

Interlude

Later we attempt a rehearsal of the festival fire show, so we know what's going to be happening tomorrow. There is much deliberating and standing about while the various factions of fiery folke make up a 'show'. There is a huge mechanical fire-breathing Garuda Bird , professionally known as 'the chicken'. I have to walk in front of a big mechanical elephant which threatens to topple forwards into me in the mud.

There is some sort of mythological theme going on, the top of the field is dominated by three large totems of Isis and Anubis, but the Garuda and elephant are Indian and really it's all about dancing around and setting things on fire. As usual, my job is to try and stop wasted hippies from touching the shiny stuff. We assure ourselves that it will all be fine. There is no actual fire tonight and the eventual plan sounds so complicated we all go out drinking instead...

Mudwig

Green Room Funk Band

Some random funk band
and we all dance like madmen.
Backstage is spinning.

I slink away from the fire early, it has been a hard week at work and I don't want to be tired all weekend. As I settle into the nice comfy camp-bed, the real rain begins.

  • 1. Yes, my life is THAT exciting!

Submitted by dash on Wed, 22/07/2009 - 17:46