For the second V day day we took our friends' Teach and Hugh's son John and his friend Michael, both from Lincolnshire. We had hardly got through the gate when Michael found himself being arrested by a police dog. (OK, that’s a bit of an over statement as the dog didn’t do the actual arresting but it did sidle up to Michael and got his colleague to do the arresting bit). Michael was marched off for some interminable time and returned to us a little later more than a little disheveled…..When asked, he said he had not been worried about it until the rubber gloves came out…..fortunately they were for searching through his pockets and not making him walk like John Wayne just after getting off a horse….. Turns out it was a mistaken drugs bust brought about by a faulty police dog. Now that’s something for a young man from Lincolnshire to have sweet nightmares for the rest of his life.
Teach had a pop at me and the Beast for not taking any pictures of the boys at this year's festival….but how could I?…From Michael’s release to meeting both boys back at the car, when it was pitch black, we saw them for approximately 35 seconds. 34 of those were the back of their heads disappearing into the 60,000 crowd…..Sorry Teach, the Beast was still hiding at the bottom of the rucksack so it was never going to happen.
It was just as well the Beast did hide, as during the Faithless performance we had managed to get a great position in front of the sound desk (good cover from all that beer throwing and a bit of respite from the rain – thanks for nothing BBC). With no one behind us it allowed us to stand on the chairs (oops sorry Kirsty and Joe those might have been the ones we borrowed from you). After I had taken a couple of shots I got a tap on my shoulder to find the head of security glaring down on me:
Head of Security - “Have you got a license for that?”
Me - “No!”
I said busily putting the camera away
Head of Security - “Well people pay a lot of money to take shots from a position like this”
Me - “OK”
I kind of got the impression it was a "Don’t do it right under my nose" type of warning, so all shots after this were taken only after I risked life and limb pushing my way towards the front of the crowd.
This did allow me to get a bit closer just without the ability to hover magically above peoples' heads. Dragging the Beast through the crowd is bad enough, clobbering said crowd with a collapsible chair and then climbing up in front of them would probably put me in with an excellent chance of a good lynching. Oh, the joys of trying to bring you lot a few fuzzy snaps….
It’s also interesting to note the bigger the Act the harder it is to photograph them. Not only do they draw more people for you to fight your way through but they come on later in the day - just as it starts to get dark. Not a problem if you are professional photographer, given free run in the open space in front of the stage but a nightmare when you are 20 rows back and being constantly jostled by over-excited fans. No complaints mind, it is the music that we are all here for after all and it just adds to the joy of the challenge as well as giving me an excuse for not coming up with the perfect shot each time….
A bit of a surprise this one. I had wanted to see either Tiffany Page or Pixie Lot (yes Cynical, I missed Pixie but since she is about 5 that's probably not a bad thing....) Mrs B was happy as she had already stated that she had no intention of watching anyone called Pixie or Tiffany, this was despite me giving her a warning for being namist in the extreme....Not sure I will ever hear of Matthew P again but it was entertaining enough for such an early act.
A bit too much rap for my taste but it was entertaining watching the crowed bouncing about. Why on earth do these Artists think they have to talk like they are black and from Harlem. He's obviously white and, from the odd dropped H, from Ackney in East London........He evidently didn't have a lot of faith in his own ability as he dragged on different guest artists for each of his songs. He even introduced someone from Bishops Stortford. Oh the shame, Bishops Stortford has a rapper. I'm not sure we will ever get over it.....
They seem to be the Irish version of the Proclaimers, a bit of fun.
Now strictly speaking he has alway been a bit of a rapper, but there is enough cross over to other music genre and he has such a great voice he gets away with it...
I've always had a soft spot for The Sheds, even though there are clearly not 7 of them. Perhaps they own 7 sheds between them or something? They suffered a bit as the huge following for Plan B dispersed before they hit the stage and so the atmosphere went a bit flat. Mrs B is not a big fan and we had never seen Madness whose set started part way through so we left early. I did feet a bit of a cad abandoning them....
It started to rain really hard just as we got to the back of the Madness crowd. The music was such fun and we were so busy dancing that it didn't really matter.....
He was OK on his faster numbers but his ballads left me wanting to slit my wrists...
I like The Kooks. They have some really good songs and they were certainly good live, the only problem was they let themselves down a bit between tracks. Not a lot of chat and too much faffing which kind of lost the momentum of the set. Must try harder....They also seem to have a few feuds going with the some of the other bands including The Artic Monkeys and Razorlight....
I was not that keen, having listened to a couple of their albums. It was mainly because we had bagged a good position ready for Kasabian that we stayed. Certainly glad we did, though as I guess dance music just works so much better live than in the sometimes sterile environment of a CD or I should say MP3 these days....
Kasabian more than made up for the Saturday night headline disappointment that was Kings of Leon....
If you missed out on day one
A record of the week
A fair number of artists to work with this week
Kasabian - Fire
The Kooks - Do you wanna (Acoustic Version) -
Shed Seven - Going For Gold
Plan B - 'Writings on The Wall'
Shed Seven - She Left Me on Friday
Kasabian - Vlad The Impaler
Shed Seven - Chasing Rainbows (Acoustic Cover)
The kooks - Naive
Kasabian - Shoot The Runner (Acoustic Cover)