Letting The Music Do The Talking

I don't know why I want to voice this out loud, it's therapeutic somehow.

Notes

happy 40th birthday Glastonbury..

So, I’m going to be one of those annoying people who wish Glastonbury a happy birthday..even though I’d never been before. Until this year! I could write 10 pages on my time there, but lucky you I’ve decided against that. Instead I’ll just write my highlights, and tell you how much better Glastonbury is than Reading Festival at any given chance.

Who were my favourite acts I hear you ask? 

SNOOP DOGG! When he asked ‘who’s been with me for 10 motherfucking years’, I definitely didn’t scream, hell I used to hate him, but if you watch the highlights back on the BBC coverage you’ll see what I mean when I say that he’s a great performer. And I definitely knew all the words to most 

of his songs. Embarrassing?

CANDI STATON. The original ‘You’ve Got The Love’ you just can’t beat. My dad definitely appreciated me phoning him during ‘Young Hearts Run Free’ as well. She was amazing, with a dedicated crowd who knew every word, even to the Elvis covers. I cried. (and i was on my own, embarrassing yet again!)

STEVIE WONDER. Little things like him walking on stage on his own, playing the keytar laying down, having piano problems and his brilliant on stage jokes all made this performance for me. Adding in the medley of hits he has and the singalong of ‘Happy Birthday’ with Michael Eavis, this is a memory that will stick with me forever.

There were so many artists and bands that I managed to catch who were brilliant, such as the likes of Delphic/Femi Kuti/Corinne Bailey Rae/Rolf Harris/Biffy Clyro/Jack Johnson/Muse/Imogen Heap/Local Natives (‘Airplanes’ was my favourite song of the festival) & Julian Casablancas (loved The Strokes songs!)

As for Gorillaz, I bloody loved them. If you thought they were boring/played all new stuff/weren’t good headliners then each to their own, but you can’t deny they did put on a show, even if wasn’t headline material for all the crowd to sing along to. To bring the likes of Lou Reed, Bobby Womack, De La Soul, Shaun Ryder, Kano, Snoop Dogg, a string section and an Arabic orchestra is something else. Damon Albarn, I think I love you. To everyone else who doubted it, watch again or actually listen to Plastic Beach if you call yourselves real fans.

Night-time entertainment is ridiculous at Glastonbury. Shangri- La, Stone Circle, walk anywhere and it’s all going on. I can’t even explain it, a real ‘be there’ thing. So much better than Reading, where the little kids think tearing down all the lamp-posts is fun. 

Wherever you walk at Glasto, you can hear music. Whether it’s from the many stages to the food stalls blaring out the artists, you can’t get away from it, not that you want to. You can take your own alcohol anywhere and the prices for food aren’t that bad (take note, Reading). It seems that there’s no security around, but there is. It’s just not needed. People are all off their face but nobody takes it too far where they need to be forcibly told off, everyone just wants to have a bloody good time. Oh, and thank you Mr. Weatherman for being so bloody nice. 

Glastonbury is like a magical kingdom, another world. It’s like an adults playground, something that they’ve missed as a child. If you want to experience something that you won’t experience again, then go to Glastonbury. I promise you’ll want to go again and again. And again.

xx.