So after feeling pretty refreshed after resisting the temptation of after hours on Saturday it was time to get the bad bit of the day out of the way. There had been some rain overnight but nothing too bad and it was the 60 min plus walk to the car and back to take a load of gear back and then we could enjoy the day. On the way though I had my first action tumble in 5 years of Glastonbury as my right foot slipped forward and I leant back to balance forgetting I had a full backpack on and over I went. Not only that in trying to get up I had even more comedy stumbles before finally being helped up. I would have laughed it if was not me falling over ha ha. Considering some of the states I have been in at Glastonbury one fall in five years will do me meaning my next fall there will be in the next decade !! Having got back from the bad bit of the day there was only one option to do and have a pre lunch Desperados to kick the final day of the festival.
So we ambled around to the Pyramid stage to watch Hozier who weren’t too bad. I then decided to stretch my legs now fully armed at last with some wellies and not Adidas trainers after my last pair of wellies were surgically removed from my legs at 3am on Saturday morning. Taking in some of the cabaret and circus fields we had a chilled pint at West Holts before heading back to the main stage for Lionel. It was pretty busy for Lionel and he had the crowd in his hands from song one mixing up hits from his solo career and time with the Commodores. As if by magic the sun appeared whilst he was singing “Easy” Next up was the finish and “Hello” Now I remember buying this back in 1984 from Woolworths in Rhyl. It was a present for my sister from my school trip to Colomendy. My sisters three kids Adam (28) and twins James & Lily (16) were next to me as I recalled buying this single for their mum. Fancy the poor souls having to go to their first Glastonbury with “Uncle Knobhead” ha ha. It was here I had a moment and flashback to that time as we all lived in the same house with my mum and dad in Mossley Hill Road. Funny enough at this same time some bastard by me must have been eating a hot dog with loads of onions as though not actually confirmed or verified I might of had a tear in my eye. Glastonbury had got me and if a giant clay head would have appeared above the stage I think I would have been a mess !! Not for long though as “All night long” come on to raise the dancing levels in the field and rounded off with what seemed a strange time to sing the American band aid song “We are the world” Uncle knobhead was of course singing along to the songs chorus when he looked at his oldest nephew who blankly looked at me and said “I had never heard this song in my entire life” and a quick bit of maths revealed Adam would have been minus one and a half years when it was released. Take that Uncle Knobhead yer old man.
Next we headed en mass up to the acoustic tent to scouse it up for The Bootleg Beatles but sadly due to some reason it was a shorted set than expected but we all had a mighty fine singalong. Same tent and next up was the acoustic blues singer songwriter Eric Bibb. With his guitar and two man band he brought a mellow sunday afternoon vibe to the tent just a damn shame the Bootleg Beatles had three times as many people watching him but there were many outside the tent enjoying the sounds of Eric Bibb. I missed him in 2011 as I was stuck across the other side of Glastonbury and conditions under foot were bad. Glad I caught him this year with his sweet voice that could easily dip into soul music if he wished and his more laid back blues was brilliant.
Time to head back the tent and put on my make up for the last night and don my fluorescent orange bib and KLF top hat complete with flashing police light to head out for The Chemical Brothers. We got a decent speck nearish the front left of the stage with some space to dance. The rest of the Chemical Brothers set is just a joyous blur of the madness of the start of the set and then a lull into being hypnotised by the graphics on and around the stage which included two giant robots coming from the back of the stage moving forward which took me a whilst to work out. Once your mind had been messed with (and how all the young space cadets would have been feeling that) it was time for the finale and one massive upbeat finish. What a perfect way to round of Glastonbury 2015. I had little energy left. The easy formula of too many beers and cider in plus minimal food over five days (Less in, less out) and miles of walking and being on the floor of a tent enclosed in a coffin of a sleeping back equals a very tired me after 5 days. A traditional tray of chips on the way back the tent as we trudged through the dance village full of space cadets just beginning their journey after The Chemical Brothers it was time for this bearded old man to hit the sleeping bag. No chance of Electric Swing circus at midnight then onto Craig Charles at 1am and up to the stone circle for sunrise. Pre Chemical Brothers that is what I was pondering below. But the chips won !
Many thanks to what ended up a large cast of people who we met at different points over the five days and a special mention for Helen Carter who without her help we could have had either a lot less stuff with us or a massive almost impossible struggle from the coach. Glastonbury you have had me and spat me out the other end. As always it’s been a privilege.
Hope this works a small clip of the Chemical Brothers I tweeted posted on Instagram (Yes I am a social media whore)just click on the Instagram link
I will post my best pics and have a round up of highlights and indeed bits I had forgotten for my next blog. I promise then no more mention of Glastonbury, well until the great ticket hunt starts in October 2015.
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