Sludgestonbury 2011
Hard to believe, but that most anticipated of weekends has come and gone quicker than a whiff of distant toilets. It was a bit of an odd one for several reasons: weather - all four seasons rolled into one weekend that seemed to just keep rolling an all-media blackout come Sunday: worked the SLR, which died, and then the phone, which also died. but there was a lot of output from those first few days. namely: 200-odd photos some videos (some of which may get cut down any minute by the copyright bot on Utube) we met an owl mud in quantities not seen since the Somme despite yelling his name repeatedly, we never found Dan (or Darragh, for that matter) our neighbours packed up at daybreak on Sunday, citing a 'Bad Glastonbury' (we weren't brave enough to ask if we contributed to the Badness, but, to our credit, we discussed how we could fix it for them for hours after they left). [Team, you know who you are, and you know there are more: feel free to contribute your own bits of oddness in the comments.....] highlights, to name a few: Queens of the Stone Age - thanks to David, and his very generous back stage pass, i managed to sneak up alongside the Other stage and watch the entire gig from beside the smoke machines, about 20m to the right of the band. it was an up close display of some incredible guitar-based jousting, and probably the musical highlight of many a Glastonbury for me (a fact cemented by a chance run in with Josh as he came offstage, a quick shake of his massive, calloused, ginger hand and some effusive compliments from me) Absynth: the twister of many a face, stomach and, i'm sad to say, morning Fuck Off: it became the watchword(s) of the weekend, for which we discovered many interesting uses (including some that…