Someone wanted a review of Glastonbury? I can attempt that. A bit of a background: I went down with my exboyfriend of 2 1/2 weeks, whom I'd had a bad bad bad breakup with but he's my best friend in this country so what can I do, and his housemate that I kinda-sorta knew. Fun! We were all multi-day festival virgins. We went down on a coach from Leeds on Thursday and were feeling quite Old, as the average age of coach-rider seemed to be about 16 or 17 (we being the ripe old age of 21). I was a but nonplused by their conversations about the various attributes of Burger King and KFC. I began to worry a bit about the average festival-goer. It rained the whole way there and of course the radio claimed it would rain all weekend. When we finally arrived it was raining heavily but we waited for 15 minutes and all was good. We found a nice place to set up our tent (why are there always extra pieces when I set up a tent?), and wandered around for the rest of the evening. It rained more Thursday night and I was a bit freaked out by the racist Hartlepoole scallie neighbor of ours who passed out outside of our tent right next to my head. mmmmm. friday was a good day. We spent almost the whole day in Jazzworld (a theme for the weekend). I wanted to go meet up with sinister-types that afternoon but a)I was too shy/scared/nervous all day b) I was practically passed out/asleep in the field at jazzworld achieving a lovely sunburn on my face. I saw the Wailers twice that day and both performances were very good, but I preferred the one at the jazz stage because there was a better vibe and I don't like really huge stages/crowds too much. That day I also saw the Oil Experts (I know its wrong to like French hip hop but i just lovelovelove it), Lynden David Hall (I felt so smoove), Nitin Sawhney (all three of us concurred that JC 001 is da man), Moloko (the band actually seemed to *gasp* like each other! which is so rare anymore- rosanne reminded me of debbie harry and reminded my exboy of iggy pop [?!]), groove armada (how unexciting can you get?), and Reprazent (roni size!!! yeah!!! i guess I was dancing just a bit too excitedly because I was asked by 3 separate people if i had any pills). It was a good day indeed. The evening was finished off lying in our tent laughing at/scared of our friendly neighbors. it was very cold that night and I was confused when I woke up to my exboy with his arm around me. I don't think he knew. Saturday was a good day again with lots of sun and beer (mmmm carlsberg export 5%) and other such goodies we brought along. We started off the day at the Pyramid stage to watch ladysmith Black Mambazo and Asian Dub Foundation, both of which were tres excellent! Crowds weren't too bad at the stage at that time of day so we could still see the stage quite well. We wandered around for a bit and stopped off to see David Gray at the middle-aged request of the exboy. I felt a bit whiny but was able to keep my mouth shut. We wandered around quite a bit more until we found ourselves once again at Jazzworld and stayed all evening to watch G Love and Special Sauce (brought back memories of high school), Femi Kuti and the Positive Force (by far THE best set we saw the whole weekend!!! the whole crowd was so excited and all of them were incredible performers. my booty was shakin like there wasn't any tomorrow!) and Morcheeba (again more booty shakin action- a booty shake cool down, if you will). I don't remember that evening too well because I think I was still a bit toasty. It was even colder that night. Sunday we were running low on cash and provisions so we were much more sober and tired little children. We wandered around all morning, spending quite some time in the sacred space enjoying the sun. We managed to get ourselves to the Other stage to see St. Etienne, who were a complete disappointment! I'd never seen them live before but have been a fan for fourish years and was quite excited. the back-up singers voices didn't match sarah's and were far too annoying, the acoustics were rotten and it was just bad bad bad. Luckily(?) we had a conflict of schedule that was remedied by this situation and off we trotted to see Horace Andy. We were all tired children so didn't bother to get up and dance but it was very cool. Off we trotted again to see the Beta Band. We had to sit through a bit of Muse before the Beta band and boy was that painful! Beta Band, of course, were incredible. They had a rapper for a few songs that the exboy noted was "like an English Busta Rhymes." Indeed! I was a tired girl and my back was killing me and I was a bit depressed about Things so I cant give a better account of them. Again we trotted away once they were done to see Bowie. I just couldn't believe how many people were there! It was completely packed when we got there so we had to watch the screens, so it was like watching it on the BBC only outside and really far away from the screen with some 6'7" twat who decided to stand right in front of your little 5'3" self and was so high on poppers that he couldn't comprehend you asking politely for him to move his ass. But it was good and it was David Bowie does his greatest hits. He sang perfectly and stumbled around a bit on stage in a silly way. I dont remember much more because my back was killing me 9I think ive pinched a nerve- how does one know?) and the exboy had his arm around my waist for some time. and that was that. maybe more comments from other people? there were so many things we didn't see because of scheduling conflicts- how were: Ildlewild, Moby, Badly Drawn Boy, Nik Turner, Flaming Lips, Willie Nelson, Yo la Tengo, Gil Scott-Heron, etc. etc. etc.?? Oh yeah! this is my first post! how exciting! I'm Heather. I live in England. For 6 more days. I've spent a dreadful six months here but will happily be returning to Portland, OR in August after a stay with the parents. one more (B&S-ish) related silly story: there's a boy here in my college who I don't know but I refer to as B&S boy because he wears B&S shirts. I think I freak him out because at first I watched him because there just aren't too many interesting people around here (or ones that I've met/seen in my six month stay). Now I also watch him out of habit. last night I was a bit of a drunken girl and (at the advice of friends) almost went up and hit on him. But luckily he had just left the bar. eee! this has been far too long and I apologize heather http://www.reed.edu/~hhumble +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@missprint.org. 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