It’s 21 years since I last went to the Glastonbury Festival. It was one of those years when Eavis’ farm turned into the Somme, and it was a bit of a grim experience.
So now I’m watching the BBC’s coverage from the comfort of my living room. Primal Scream were good, Morcheeba also; David Gray inexcusable (I really have a complete block about that man and his music); REM OK.
I suspect my TV watching hours are going to be way up this weekend.
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