also:

dear anyone who was camping not with us in the new bands field last night, i apologise on behalf of my very loud friends.

fuck gazebos though, they're shit.

http://www.dpi.qld.gov.au/pigs/4543.html !!!

Boar mating problems:
Serving into the rectum instead of the vagina. Supervision and assistance may be needed. Cull boars that never learn.

http://www.lifestyleblock.co.nz/articles/592_breeding_cycle_male.htm

sorry.

Porky must be one stupid son of a sow if he thinks that contraption looks anything like a dummy pig

sorry i couldn't meet up with everyone all the time i kept passing out drunk/being at the other side of glastonbury andor stage/needing to go to the bloody orange tent to charge my phone. i was a drunken recluse.

"Thank you...thanks to...most of you..."

Whatever woke me up on the New stage every morning
The Rub
Naomi Klein and Tony Benn
Plaid
Squarepusher
NOT DJ AFX (cos he never turns up anyway bastard)
The fucking excellent techno, d'n'b, electro that got played on the after hours soundsystems. Particularly the d'n'b they played on the Innerfield stage early Saturday morning and especially the banging shit coming out of the Red Toad stall next to the Radio 1 stage at about 4am on Monday morning.

i think Basement Jaxx and Scissor Sisters were my highlights. Orbital and the Chems were kinda anti-climactic really.

(yes and no - they played their version of the 2 Many DJs bootleg of 'Romeo' acapella with the music from The Clash's 'Magnificent Seven' - much to the distaste of, it seems, EVERYONE here except me cos i think it's fine really although i was happy with most of the 'Romeo' bootlegs inc. my shoddy own)

morrissey did amazingly well, i thought - i expected him to go down quite badly, but everyone seemed really into it. it was maybe better than the rfh gig a couple of weeks ago (still no shoplifters though, grrr).

PIKEY CLOTHING STALL REPRAZENT!

morrissey was pretty good, but he seemed to get increasingly pissed off as the show went on, i think he may have been having monitor problems.

my top five musical moments:

1. sleep the clock around - belle and sebastian
2. there is a light that never goes out - moz
3. take me out - franz ferdinand
4. soul to soul playing all the hits
5. orbital, just all of it.

Orbital, obviously. I didn't find it anticlimactic in the slighest and I wasn't especially bothered that nothing was mixed in but hearing Chime, Impact, Satan, Remind and Belfast played out for the last time (and You Lot for the first time) was magical.

Basement Jaxx's alternate version of Living Room, with that nagging 'nah nah nah' bit STILL sticks in my head despite me having been utterly bollocksed at the time. This is about as ringing an endorsement as you could ask for.

The moment the England equaliser went in, and myself, Dastoor, Ronan and Rob B all kind of jumped on top of one another, clattered over and ended up rolling in the mud. The bit immediately following that kind of harshed my buzz though.

Save A Horse, Ride A Cowboy! British men can't grind! Dancing outside a wine bar to Anarchy In The UK, in the mud, while being filmed! The worst bootleg ever made! Strawberry grog! Tom's muddy Damascene conversion! Television in a half-empty tent! Senegalese rappers! Thrash-punk Proclaimers covers in the Avalon field!

I actually think Sunday at Glasto was the best day I've ever had at a festival. It was like ricocheting from joy to joy, and coming back on Sunday night to find you lot all going mental round the tape player was the icing on the cake. I love you guys.

i am very busy right now, but thought i'd just pop in to say hi.

hi

The Darkness sample in Halcyon wrong-footed me altogether. But it brought the surprise back to a very old joke indeed.

where the phrase seems to come from (not particularly work safe):
http://excaliburfilms.com/AdultDVD/dvd_204820D1.htm

tom's birthday present for next year sorted out:
http://www.wiztees.com/savhorridcow.html

My festival was kinda weird. Lots of walking around, and spent lot of time hanging at the campsite with our wicked chilled out neighbors who had a big tarp to sit under. I swear they just stayed at their tents the whole time smoking weed. Although they did get up to go see Squarepusher...

My music highlights: Basement Jaxx defintely. Orbital blew my mind (the mushrooms I ate may have helped), Walkmen in the New Bands, Krafty Kuts in the Glade, being dry in the acoustic tent during the crazy rain on Sunday to see the guys from Ocean Colour Scene (laugh all you like - I thought they were great), Goldfrapp, the Opera, Chemical Brothers (who I didn't expect to enjoy), catching some of Billy Bragg unexpectedly... other stuff I've already forgotten. Like last year, I spent a surprising amount of time in the Glade dancin my ass off like the old man raver i am... I didn't see anything on the Pyramid stage except footie, the Opera and Wilco. Disappointed I didn't see B&S (although I'm seeing them at Somerset house in July), Moz and James Brown. C'est la vie.

ILXor highlights: running into Tom and Pete outside the wine bar when they were completely arseholed, seeing Ken C briefly during Basement Jaxx (I think), finally meeting Ronan, the pile-on during the footie, the big meeting outside the brothers bar, watching Matt DC have his first ever Chai tea and get hooked...

Other random highlights: dancing outside the wine bar (of course), trying (and loving) my first-ever pear cider, some crazy Aussie juggling dude in the Circus tent, the Tiny Tea Tent in the Greenfields (most of the Greenfields for that matter), the MASSIVE awesome veggie lunch I had at Queen Delilah, eating a vegetable pakora - the only food grown and eaten on-site in the little secret garden area off the main railroad track ('small world', I think), the comfort and view from that 'Common Ground' place near the acoustic tent, catching a quick nap by myself in the sun shortly thereafter, the 'secret sink' near the Glade with no cues for hand-washing, and best of all: THE CLASSIC ARCADE GAME TENT POWERED SOLELY BY CHIP FAT! I played Asteroids and a table-top Pac-Man (Space Invaders was busy).

Sod the mud, it was a great time. Good to see lots of you there - I hope you all enjoyed it too...

thankyou Matt, thankyou very much

hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha [deep breath] hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha [will that do?]

also DO NOT GO TO COMMON GROUND, they are scary scary evangelical types who can't even spell speech.

which reminds me, stuart lee in the cabaret tent was aces, about two minutes in to his set all the electricity went and he did about half his set through a megaphone.

(i don't know what the joke is)

i had forgotten about this until now. i don't know the answer though. presumably it was on either alan's or tom's tapes?

Basement Jaxx were good though.. and also singing along to "Hey Jude" like a drunken loon later on.

stuart lee was indeed great.

Erol climbed the scaffolding for "Drop The Pressure" and whacked the roof of the tent repeatedly, it looked as though he might stage dive into the crowd but he didn't.

Anyway this weekend confirmed my status as ultra conservative dance bore, I enjoyed the one "now" or currently relevent DJ set I saw more than ANYTHING ELSE! There is no hope for me.

Other highlights though-Chemical Brothers (especially the new order style extended guitar track, a new one maybe), the Rapture (good fun, as usual, and it was sunny and one could dance without slipping or becoming submerged)

The Ballroom on Friday was ace too, so much ridiculous dancing, I have never laughed so much in my life.

It was a weird Glasto for me, I never smoke hash here at home but I became stoner stereotype #101081 from minute one on Wednesday, joints all day every day, then lazing around and stupid jokes about Wayne Rooney, he was born in a "random womby". Ugh what did I become....

I didn't drink much or do too much harder stuff, which in a way is sort of something to be proud of, though I did SLEEP ALL DAY SATURDAY UNTIL BASEMENT JAXX AND SLEEP ALL DAY SUNDAY MISSING EVERYTHING, ONLY WAKING UP ON MONDAY. Oh wait I saw 30 minutes of Christy Moore and met Matt and Colette for a short while too.

It was nice meeting Rob too, maybe we'd have ran into each other again if I wasn't at Sleepstonbury for so much of the weekend.

Oh and the other weird highlight for me was coming back to my tent at some ungodly hour on Saturday morning and hearing an English voice say "hey mate, I've got a picture of you on my wall! were you here last year?????", and then when I turned around "YEAH! IT'S YOU. REMEMBER US???"

Very weird and I did remember them, pretty cool. Ah the joys of mangling.

Enough of that though, there were also some lowlights.

-tent getting quite wet and clammy.
-mud
-mud
-mud
-rain
-rain
-ryanair
-spending the night in Bristol Airport last night, second year in a row, WHY DID WE DECIDE IT WAS WORTH IT? also this year there was no nice girl to talk to, and yet I had the sonic memories of the slot machine which sings the Jungle Book reminding me of not actually making the effort to snog her as a result of fatigue and ganky comedown last year. and also of only seeing her about once for 30 seconds this year. still it's an ongoing crush, who knows.
-disgusting headcold now, possibly the harshest cold I've ever had.
-spent alot of money.

FIN

"COME TO DAMIEN RICE WITH US TOMORROW, WE'VE GOT A TRICOLOUR AND A LOAD OF IRISH, IT'LL BE GREAT ALTOGETHER".

Jesus the three of us agreed it was nice to be somewhere without Irish people. You'd swear if we don't all stick together when in Britain you guys will spring a fucking famine on us again!

both of these were sadly lacking. by Sunday I'd have settled for hearing the record, while pouting with a cocktail in my hand, in the sun.

I worked at the Local Union Bar near the Dance Tent and got to play some kicking mixes whilst working.

these didn't happen to include outer space by the prodigy did they?

Tindersticks on Friday night. Never seen them live before, absolutely gobsmacked. Stuart Staples is a god amongst suits.

PJH, who played Dress and was generally the very definition of charisma.

Tom's grate revelation and subsequent bellowing of NAZI JUICE at me when I was completely trashed post Orbital.

Save a horse, ride a cowboy!

Watching the football with 50,000 other people standing in a field.

Running into someone who I hadn't seen for five years at AFX on Saturday while trying to find the goths. Ended up spending a very enjoyable night dancing around the south-east corner of the site doing a heck of a lot of catching up.

Orbital finishing forever, and the people behind me finding my somewhat over-enthusiastic behaviour rather amusing.

Ver Jaxx, naturally.

The accoustical field generally, for being the most relaxed bit of the whole site throughout, and for having the nicest beer. I am such an old man.

Lows:

Mud--, especially when you're camped in the New Bands field and it takes so bloody long to get to the other side of the site.

Fannying about getting my phone charged on Saturday arvo, which pretty much binned a large chunk of the day to no great effect, my phone promptly dying at about 9pm anyway.

Everything seeming a bit 1990's. I saw a lot of good stuff, but it would have been nice to have had something NEW, y'know? As it was, it did my up with the kids hipster cred no good at all.

National fucking Express and their stupid arse bus queueing system which they are obviously never going to sort out.

Neither here nor there:

My farmer's tan is completely ridiculous. I've even got a pale stripe where my wristband was.

;)

Otm, it was a long way further behind the times than usual this year, to its detriment I feel. I DID really love The Lock on the Saturday though, Jo Jo playing Superpitcher's version of Baby's On Fire just as it got light at 5 o clock or so was a sort of highlight for me.

Still, I think that despite the rain and mud and so forth this was my favourite Glasto - it was just so great to be in this huge campsite and to know about 50 odd people scattered around the site. To be able to just wander, or meet random people for a beer, or bump into a friend taking the day off on a whole different course works for me so much better than having a regimented timetable of bands and DJs to see.

ARGHHH Tindersticks - they were the one band I decided were a 'don't miss' before going up. Then, of course, I missed them.

And what's with the repeat of mixing in "Seven Nation Army" by at least 3 different DJs?

I suppose the lineup was simply better for me last year. that said the actual setup of The Lock; small room, packed and sweaty, great system, was the best place I've seen dance music at Glastonbury in the three years I've been, without a doubt.

There was an amusing Bugged Out stunt too, whereby "The Electric Ecstacy Club" turned out to be 3 cronies in boiler suits with masks and stuff throwing hilarious old acid house shapes behind the decks, to an extended remix of "I Just Love Acid Too" by Christopher Just.

x-post with Charlie: it's a good tune yeah! I almost feel ashamed to play it out cos it's just such an easy crowd pleaser!

Yes, mixed in with a d'n'b version of Intergalactic by the Beastie Boys. Were you there? I think people were havin it pretty large for that time of the day!

dude last year I think I heard it 10000 times in clubs!

YES YES YES! Hey you should've said hello! I even played one of my own tracks and right at the end of it this guy was going "YYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

You bastards didn't say hello :-(

ronan r u kidding?

Plan to go at midnight after footie was ruined by mate who we were travelling with getting a job after a 6 hour interview process and being frazzeled. England's loss didn't help.

Made great time next morning, being parked and pitched by 10am. Was right near the railroad and up against the inner fence, which made finding the tent a doddle. Finding some needles abandoned next the the tent was not so doddly, and nor was the huge turd the day afterwards.

Bands seen - Franz Ferdinand - very good indeed. Scissor Sisters was ded gud, and enjoyed Macca much. Oasis sucked big dogs cock. Badly Drawn Boy was good, and Divine Comedy were good. That led to my favourite day - seeing them play 'Tonight we fly'(my favourite of theirs) followed by a bit of James Brown, followed by my first EVER B&S gig after listening to them for like 7 years. It was amazing and although I was completely munted, I'd have paid the entrance fee alone for that. Finishing with Sleep the Clock around was just perfect - I'd have cried if they'd have brought the bagpipes out, but they didn't. As it is, they used guitars instead, and maybe it was the muntedn ess, but it suddenly started to blend in with James' Ring the Bells which took me to another level. Krikey. Then drank lots of tea and saw Brendan Burns, my favourite comic. One of the highlights of his show was getting a 6 year old to say 'pissflaps' to his mother, but it was actually quite sophisticated. Drank more tea, had some strawbs and clotted cream, more tea, then bed before deciding not to go backstage with a dodgy pass a mate had given us. Was a wonderful day. Well worth it.

Also went to feeble-minded land (Greenfields to you) where there was a tent where you could stand up and have your say. Heard a woman say in a rising voice 'what the world needs man, is peace, with a BIG FUCKING P, you know, we've got fight for the big fucking p peace'. Hein?

I still hate camping and find the whole experience nigh on barbaric, but I'd go again for sure.

the were many occasions during glastonbury in which i almost had to fight for my right to have a big fucking pee due to crowded toilets and urinals.

OK. I can send you the demo. Can you email me the FT address?

another glasto "same place, didn't realise" to add to the list though :)

also i like the way that the lock tavern has morphed from cafe with some decks stuck in the corner into tent for dancing with big raised bit with decks in and a small stall in the corner...

dl, send it to my gmail, if you don't mind :)

alsoalso the campaign for club popular at the lock tavern next year starts here :)

aw we missed dog lating. we esp loved the bit of intergalactic tacked on the end.

Guy 1: I can't believe it.
Guy 2: I know. Singing to a foodstall. Jesus.

And, of course, who in their right mind would do that?

Did you all hear about Kitten and Charlie Busted?

it's amazing how easy all beatles lyrics can be changed to be concerned with drinking wine

well go on then!

thursday: hot, gorgeous
friday: hotter, still gorgeous
saturday: rain pretty much all day with the mud taking effect from noonish - i acquired a nice pair of wellies for a tenner altho they reslly made my feet tired due to rubbish soles - sunny for a while later on, to the point where the mud actually dried enough overnight
sunday: fine at first but the heavens eventually opened again and the mudslime was back with a vengeance for a while - a great rainbow during B&S tho which assisted my enjoyment of them a little - yeh that's right i enjoyed B&S (first time i'd seen them), altho Alix felt they were a bit too subdued compared to the usual (true of many bands on the ever-tricky Other Stage) - tho we both agreed Goldfrapp were superb.

i'm really sorry but that was the worst Orbital show I personally have seen! not that it was really bad as such, i guess it just couldn't live up to my unrealistic expectations in the end.

Matt DC what you forgot to point out with the football (which was AMAZING btw) was that when Lampard equalised there was a lot of MANLEZZING going on...Dastoor kissed me, it felt like a hit...

I wanted to get up and say "I AM NOT ENGLISH".

(Thanks for the Morrissey reports.)

If I was at home could I have found myself, at 5 in the morning on Friday, dancing to the Muppet Show Theme tune, with Nick Dastoor?

Surely not.

really enjoyed scissor sisters, basement jaxx, suzanne vega, franz ferdinand, the opera, godlfrapp and other people that i might remember more if i wasn't DRUNK AGAIN.

yes, i'm on holiday.

my most absurd moments were all on sunday when i got soaked to the bone twice, once in punishment for going to the stone circle (as andrew said, 'proof that god hates hippies'), and once during b&s, when i ran out of dry clothes. that was the only time that i was actually miserable all weekend, since i didn't have anything dry to change into. but (my)tom had a miracle towel that soaked the worst out of my trousers and i'd seen the pretty rainbow and i had some strawberry grog and saw suzanne vega and it was all ok. it was very funny to see everyone singing and dancing to tom's tape, i have some hilarious pictures that i'll post when i get back...

very nice to meet ronan finally, and to see everyone (except carsmile, who i kept missing) and i didn't meet the mysterious nick dastoor, since i thought he and his friends were just drawn to the ILX singing circle and complete strangers and didn't introduce myself.

oh god, i'm doing this all again the day after tomorrow. what was i thinking?

Well, I guess you had to be there. It was the intent of this woman's voice, like a small child at the zoo, and the tired tones of it's parents.

Also, what song were we 'remixing' towards the end of that ruinous Sunday night dance-up?

All of them, more or less. Wir Sind Helden's Guten Tag becase people just shouting Festival Lies over it. Tom: "I'm never putting a song in German on again"

Tune of the weekend: Er, Superstyling.

Oh wait I saw 30 minutes of Christy Moore

Haha myself and Simon did as well. Back to our roots!

And what's with the repeat of mixing in "Seven Nation Army" by at least 3 different DJs?

It was (a) the tune of Glasto 2003.

and i didn't meet the mysterious nick dastoor

Were you there on Sunday night when the three random mentalists in blankets passed by our singalong then wandered away? one of them was allegedly Nick.

On the way back I found further proof that English people are mad: if you stick 40 of them on a bus, then stop at a rest-stop, they will (after resting) get back on to the bus and go directly to their previous seats. Attempts to change your seat because you got back earlier are Against The Law.

If I'm sitting somewhere then that's it, for the rest of the journey. That's my seat.

?? surely dastoor wasn't there? there were some complete strangers, though.

i fear colette's photos.

x-post yes I thought so too!

Andrew was very cross with Lixi and I about this. I'm not really sure why he wanted to sit in OUR seats tho. Seeing as we were kind of joined at the hip an' shit...at least he is calling it an English thing rather than directing it at us directly, as sure as eggs are eggs if he'd sat in someone he didn't know's seat they would've been miffed too! i sympathise tho, cos he had to sit next to a stranger there and back, and not by the window, and if that had been me it would probably piss me off too - but the coach there was brilliant as ILX was all up in the back seats and it was perfectly feasible to talk to people in other seats (true on the way back too tho everyone was of course monged and re-cuperating then). no hard feelings i hope.

Sorry AF, unless Fitzy can back me up.

I didn't miss toast too much, sorry Anna. I had the chance to have some this morning and went for untoasted bread. Not that I don't like toast, I just change my mind about what to have with sausages or bacon alot.

I missed the shower most, and generally being clean. I missed music. I really annoyed my friends on Saturday night by saying I felt I really had to hear "Am I Wrong" by Etienne De Crécy.

I think the next bit of the conversation with AF was two people separately pointing out that I was actually pining for being back home with a pig under my arm.

However I'm not mad at Anna because she managed the entire verse and chorus of Where's Me Jumper on Sunday night.

Sign that it might be time to knock a certain in-joke on the head: I was actually introduced to someone as "Andrew O'Farrell". I don't remember who, though, as I think it was on Thursday.

My/ brother/ knows Karl Marx/ he met him doing mushrooms in the people's park...

(Aw, Ro, I had to.)

Stevem is correct, there was indeed MANLEZZING during the football. I can't help but feel partly responsible. I kissed Dastoor (and possibly Ronan as well). I really thought our relationship was going somewhere before he disappeared for two days.

Also in the Most Tactile Glasto Ever, the moment during Goldfrapp when, in an attempt to prove that British men can't grind, I had two American girls dancing up against me. They were correct - I had to run away and hide behind Anna - but the reactions of the assembled random people were amusing, especially the nasty middle-aged hippy dad who said something along the lines of "you're a very dirty girl, aren't you?" Classy.

And Anna made me wear gold eyeshadow on Saturday night. I felt such a goth.

best picture in the history of pictures, that one.

http://tom.ledger.name/img/photos/108_0813.jpg

that, also, is amazing. (xpost that's why i like it Matt ;-))

nice one, (my)tom!

(won't get my pics back for ages, old-skool that i am, but they will invariably be ruin-induced blurry rubbish)

And, does anyone now want a spare portable phone charger? :)

AT ALL!!!!!

Pls do not strike me down Scrabble Gods. I now have a very red face. This Glasto was GRATE despite hormonal WEEPING at some points. Please hold Glasto at a different time in the month next year pls Mr Eavis.

Starry, as you and RickyT know only too well, WE DO NOT MENTION THE FUCKING PORTABLE FUCKING PHONE FUCKING CHARGER AGAIN...

*whimpers, curses Muji*

not a classic glasto for me. the rain and mud didn't help. i got food poisoning and spent most of sunday throwing up. yikes. i didn't see much music. i'm not sure what i did - i think i walked a lot.

anyway the highlights for me were:

love doing '7 and 7 is'
mylo 'drop the pressure' = tune of the weekend for me, heard it everywhere and people lost it every time
chem bros actually really good! wasn't expecting much but they rocked, certainly a lot more than orbital who were just zzzzzzz.
scissors sisters in dance tent on saturday
basement jaxx = best headliner. 'plug it in' got the most insane audience reaction i saw all weekend.
erol in lock tavern sat night - ronan OTM, this was classic.
people setting off those flares with parachutes near our tent, watching the fall to earth and land in someone's tent and set it on fire, er, classic! no-one was hurt. (see also: pushing people down the slopes in barrels.)
television in the new tent were fantastic. had a good comedown sob to 'venus' and 'marquee moon.'
morrissey. a few classics, new stuff sounded good, great banter: 'i stay as far away from mud as possible..except psychologically, of course.'
and all the usual after-hours gubbinery.

overall, not enough sheep noises. i felt old this year, i might have a year off.

x-post - portable phone chargers. hahaha. 30 mins winding to get enough juice for one text and i now have RSI, bummer.

at the moment I am sitting looking at all the glasto detritus in my flat.

Favourite moment - the opera. It was very exciting. I wonder what will happen next, and who exactly it will be who wakes up Brunhilde and claims her as his wife. I also liked the creepy undercurrent of dad-sex going on between the Valkyries and Wotan.

I also liked the Capoeira demonstrations in the Field of Avalon.

And I was very pleased to finally meet Katie, albeit while we were both marshed on different substances.

Ken, I can't believe you made me into a Belle and Sebastian album. I feel violated.

sorry DV we never got to meet! haha, i kept falling asleep/my phone kept falling asleep at the wrong times.

Did anyone manage to see Ape Or Fucking Alien at any point? it was always closed when I walked by it. Which was annoying. I really want to know whether it (whatever it is) is an ape or a fucking alien.

I liked the Insect Circus Museum - the best museum of its type in the world.

I think I remember the Chip Fat Arcade from last year. From memory, the pinball machine kept eating my balls.

i thought eavis had swung back against a lottery and was just going to employ more than 70 people to answer the phones?

where exactly were the Insect Circus Museum and the Chip Fat Pinball then? i did see tandem bicycle electrcitity-generators of course...they were powering the Cabaret tent during Stewart Lee (v funny - most material about family bereavement, terrorism and racial tension - fun fun!)

highlights :

thursday : the football ( and i dont like footbal), LOCK TAVERN from about midnight-4 (electropop, old skool depeche mode remixes from the early 80's, hey ya, great bootys, soft cell, le tigre, dfa, an actual hen-night was happening in there too etc..)

friday : MYLO. especially 'drop the pressure' 'destroy...' the one with the guitar all over it (title?) and the one with the sample from 'bete davis eyes'! everyone i was with thought this gig was a highlight too. THE SUNSHINE, FRANZ F (formation guitar playing!, got a text to say 'i just saw you live on top of the pops') and OASIS (aw i don't care what anyone says u can't knock that encore!)

saturday : ROSE ROYCE, LOST VAGUENESS(i mean how did i miss this last year?) THE LOCK again, MACCA, the dancers/decor of the dance tent by night, all that stuff in the rocknroll diner.

sunday ; BELLE AND SEBASTIAN (perfect festival band!), MOZ (nice banter) THE LOOSE CANONS ( come on that's the way to wake up a sunday afternoon crowd).

ORBITAL were only ok i thought considering. ditto about a dozen others.

heard a kelis 'trick me' boot in (oh dear!) the ORANGE re-charge yr mobile thing ( bathed/drenched in the very glow of the orange logo - nice) but the lady dj-ing didnt know what/who it was. couldnt recognise the vocal! who the fck?

is it a lottery/london marathon -type ticket allocation thing next year? god i hope not.

roll right on 2005.

"chip fat" actually biodiesel:

http://www.biodiesel.org/

Flynn (who is 3): Has anybody ever seen a dinosaur?
Cabaret tent crowd: No!
Flynn (who is 3): That's because they're all dead.

Comic genius. I laughed, and I wasn't even there. Or high.

http://cgi.ebay.co.uk/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&category=42445&item=3824508716&rd=1

As such, I will not hear a word against her. Desist immediately, my man.

I am the George Bush of this thread. The terrorists will not win.

THE SARAH VERDICT SAYS: she looks like another chick from Hollyoaks, harmless but none the less Yours.

(I actually support this)

i've finally got my pictures up, hope they work. no clever captions, i'm too lazy. if i get really really bored this week i may add them later. enjoy!

IT HAS ME IN IT OMG!

Although 940 is fab too.. wish my camera takes stage photos as good!

I was the victim of a vicious and premeditated assault.
-- Matt DC (runmd...), July 19th, 2004 1:20 PM. (later)

bukkake?

GLASTONBURY!

ARE YOU ALIVE?!!

That was fucking brilliant. All of it. I had totally forgotten how utterly incredible that festival can be when the sun is shining and you don't have to wade through shit and pissing rain to get anywhere. Just a lovely chilled out atmosphere on Saturday and Sunday, and even the bits when it rained were pretty light.

And what mud there was dried out everywhere by Saturday morning. Thank fuck for that. I can't believe I considered not going this year.

Will post more in a bit more detail later. But, essentially, I love Glastonbury again, and judging by the atmosphere everyone who was there agrees.

I ain't gonna front, I haven't been to Glastonbury.

what matt said. a vintage year indeed. pretty bloody ruined now though.