So after just over four hours sleep there was only one place to go in the glorious sunshine and we headed up to the stone circle area and where the Glastonbury sign was for a major chill out. Once up there (and it was hard work getting up that hill) you had a glorious view […]Read More Glasto 2011 day 4
So day three and an early start and at 11am it was time for the London Afrobeat Collective. Just one word to describe them and it is “funktastic” We wandered back to the tent to finish the last of the beer and cider. At this point the sun shone through the clouds and spontanius cheering […]Read More Glasto 2011 Day 3
So the festival starts and after coughing up a fiver for a sausage barm first up was Beardyman in the dance east tent. Not a conventional DJ he has no decks but instead makes all the samples himself and singing. He was very talented and would deffo go and see him again. after another visit […]Read More Glasto 2011 day 2
So the coach left Liverpool bang on 9.30 and I arrived at Glasto at 15:30. The coach dropped me off right at the gate but is was still a nightmare with my case and cool bag as the site had turned into one giant mudbath. Luckily Colin had set up camp and I soon had […]Read More Glasto 2011 day 1.
So lets rewind and its December 24th 1982, indeed christmas eve and a nine year old me is going to bed in our house on Woodlands Road. Unable to sleep due to the pure excitement that the next day brings. Will I get that cassette recorder I wanted ? Have I been good enough all […]Read More 1982 Cassette player excitement = Glastonbury 2011
So time for another one of my blogs cultural reviews. In other words I have been outside Liverpool on the piss for a couple of days. This weekend break involved Newcastle on Friday night and then onto York on Saturday for the races and a few more pints down the hatch. First up was meeting […]Read More A cultural review of Newcastle and York