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more festival tales
Jul. 21st, 2009 10:52 amhello! i went to latitude and it was good and even though it rained it didn't get muddy (the suffolk soil is MAGIC) and i can't remember exactly what i saw when, but i know it included:
(basically, where there are gaps, assume we are listening to robin
ince shouting about natasha kaplinsky)
fri: richard dedomenici, quite a lot of sitting, DUCKWORTH/LEWIS METHOD who are GREAT,"bedtime story" which is Robin reading out a Horrid Henry story to 50 or 60 3-7 year olds and getting them to scream and shout (and SCREAM A BIT MORE) and invade the stage and leave them higher than kites just when perhaps they should be going to bed, the socialist trifecta of Mark Steel, Mark Thomas and Jeremy Hardy in the same day, pretenders, pet shop boys, mystery fax machine orchestra in a tent so small they take up more room than the audience.
sat: clive stafford-smith, david quantick talking to jonathon coe, stuart maconie talking to david morrisey and miranda sawyer, jeanne gruffalo DYING ON HER @SS and leaving the stage after 6 minutes (it would've been 3.5 minutes if the MC hadn't gone for a weewee), fever ray in stupid costumes, patrick wolf (where i bonded with the young man next to me who actually said "facepalm" to describe PW's incredible overreaching pretension), five minutes in the big tent where Guilty Pleasures was happening which is SO VERY SCARY (and also, frankly, skool disco, not GP) that we have to run away to the woods where club du fromage are playing pretty much the same records but to far fewer people.
sun: jake chapman (including hilarious "artists deaths" video and massive ten minute downpour), maggie philbin sheltering from the rain under a tree, kevin cummins talking about why he's fallen out with hooky, sean lock, slow club (the indie ting-tings, no come back, they are pretty good), karaoke circus which, despite my not getting to do pulp, is basically Indie Comedians Do Stars In Their Eyes, in a good way.
and loads and loads and loads of Book Club including nekkid pappy's fun club...
I dunno though, i liked it as a festival, but i don't rly see why ppl prefer places with only 25,000 people there in comparison to ones (ok, one) with 150,000. it's just a bit cosy and weird to me, but then glastonbury is my one true festival love and there's not a lot i can do about it.
also, for those of us going through the pleb gates the insistance that NO LIQUIDS could be taken in (i had to throw away half a cup of coffee) was a complete pain in the arse, also the compulsory bag searches. I can understand them not wanting glass in the arena, or people lugging in cases of carlsberg, but i really think the Lords way (as in the cricket ground, not "The Lord") of being able to take a couple of cans or a bottle of wine in is the best compromise, they can't be predicating their income on wet sales anyway, can they?
ALSO don't forget that it is DINOSAUR PLANET at the Wilmington tonight!!!
(basically, where there are gaps, assume we are listening to robin
ince shouting about natasha kaplinsky)
fri: richard dedomenici, quite a lot of sitting, DUCKWORTH/LEWIS METHOD who are GREAT,"bedtime story" which is Robin reading out a Horrid Henry story to 50 or 60 3-7 year olds and getting them to scream and shout (and SCREAM A BIT MORE) and invade the stage and leave them higher than kites just when perhaps they should be going to bed, the socialist trifecta of Mark Steel, Mark Thomas and Jeremy Hardy in the same day, pretenders, pet shop boys, mystery fax machine orchestra in a tent so small they take up more room than the audience.
sat: clive stafford-smith, david quantick talking to jonathon coe, stuart maconie talking to david morrisey and miranda sawyer, jeanne gruffalo DYING ON HER @SS and leaving the stage after 6 minutes (it would've been 3.5 minutes if the MC hadn't gone for a weewee), fever ray in stupid costumes, patrick wolf (where i bonded with the young man next to me who actually said "facepalm" to describe PW's incredible overreaching pretension), five minutes in the big tent where Guilty Pleasures was happening which is SO VERY SCARY (and also, frankly, skool disco, not GP) that we have to run away to the woods where club du fromage are playing pretty much the same records but to far fewer people.
sun: jake chapman (including hilarious "artists deaths" video and massive ten minute downpour), maggie philbin sheltering from the rain under a tree, kevin cummins talking about why he's fallen out with hooky, sean lock, slow club (the indie ting-tings, no come back, they are pretty good), karaoke circus which, despite my not getting to do pulp, is basically Indie Comedians Do Stars In Their Eyes, in a good way.
and loads and loads and loads of Book Club including nekkid pappy's fun club...
I dunno though, i liked it as a festival, but i don't rly see why ppl prefer places with only 25,000 people there in comparison to ones (ok, one) with 150,000. it's just a bit cosy and weird to me, but then glastonbury is my one true festival love and there's not a lot i can do about it.
also, for those of us going through the pleb gates the insistance that NO LIQUIDS could be taken in (i had to throw away half a cup of coffee) was a complete pain in the arse, also the compulsory bag searches. I can understand them not wanting glass in the arena, or people lugging in cases of carlsberg, but i really think the Lords way (as in the cricket ground, not "The Lord") of being able to take a couple of cans or a bottle of wine in is the best compromise, they can't be predicating their income on wet sales anyway, can they?
ALSO don't forget that it is DINOSAUR PLANET at the Wilmington tonight!!!
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