noise and smells of glastonbury

[Chazeboy]

I was baffled by that also, please explain Chazeboy?

[kickingsquealingguccilittlepiggy]

Fair comment

Mind you you do get patches of Drying mud in tents, although this is a feeble call on my part ill grant you, but, for some reason there it is!

[FrayBentos]

Fair comment

Mind you you do get patches of Drying mud in tents, although this is a feeble call on my part ill grant you, but, for some reason there it is!

[chillicat]

The distant sound of drumming in the Top Field that gets louder as you make your way up - often walking backwards so you can see the whole site set out below you.

Hey, that's my first post in ages! Welcome back, me! Must be a sign of my growing excitement!

[FrayBentos]

The sound of Aussie acsents, there were so many different groups of them camped near us last year that we felt like the minority being British, not a problem mind, we spoke to alot of them, lovely people

Edited June 9, 2008 by FrayBentos

[Savage Henry]

Chou chou nuts, stale beer, erb smoke, campfires, smoke on your clothes from the night before, that sweaty tent smell, toilet stench as you walk past/catch a breeze,insence,shampoo as you go for your morning ablutions,noodle stands, prawnies (smell better than they taste), nylon, sweat, dub reggae, laughter, cheers, bollocks, talking, fairground noise, crowds, bands, people.

And it's all beautiful.

[ivan]

The smell of a whole bottle of spilt poppers in your tent !

[The Klumpster]

The smell of a whole bottle of spilt poppers in your tent !

[ivan]

24 hour reggae ! from the Big Ground cafe !

[Hellborne]

I love that. "Clang.....Clang.....Clang"

[Hellborne]

when you get there and theres this underlying hum of talking from down in the valley

its electric

[hughesey2]

The noise of the junior british orchestra waking you up about 10:30 in the morning, making you very aware of the thumping headache you have aqcuired.

Also the smell of cider burps is one smelt quite often..

[DeclarationOfWar]

The sound of the trickling of someone urinating on my dads car

[ivan]

Jools Holland and his 6 hour Sunday Set !

[mr_bizarre]

Are you sure you weren't just camping under the pylons?

[longshanks]

The different music when walking through the markets, as you walk you pass from one genre/beat/era to the next.

You like one, linger for a while, then walk on listening for the next one to fade in as the old one fades out.

I remember stopping to listen to the theme from James Bond once next to that stall with the Big Green bottle, quite strange...

[Hellborne]

I saw someone pitch a small camo tent under a pylon (along the path from John Peel to the Pyramid)

Like why???

[alframsey]

For me itss not a smell or noise, it's hay fever, at its worst. i can never find a good antidote for the festival, at home my hayfever tablets normally work, anybody got any suggetions

[gordy]

The sound of some Random strangers waking you up and the sensation of being gently pushed and nudged towards the exit of a tent as you hear the words... "excuse me mate, I think that's your tent over there, look, over where all your mates are"

oops, sorry mate

[Runner]

The smell of a whole bottle of spilt poppers in your tent !

[p3achy]

For me itss not a smell or noise, it's hay fever, at its worst. i can never find a good antidote for the festival, at home my hayfever tablets normally work, anybody got any suggetions

[Kejoxen]

It's not a particularly pleasant smell but the scent of a couple of million gallon of cider infused piss fermenting in various toilets is pure Glastonbury. In late August once memories of the festival have started to fade it's always nice to crack open some scrumpy get a bit tipsy then go for a slash and remember.

Edited June 9, 2008 by Kejoxen

[chilli78]

Pot 'n' Baby-Wipes.

[edraver]

how about the 3 metre deep cesspits underneath the toilets on a hot summers day.. soup anyone?

[ahardbattle]

That moment when the smell of bacon & coffee being cooked up by a mate wafts into my tent and wakes me from my slumber on the Thursday morning and the joyous grin as I begin to comprehend where I am!