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Well, team...where to start? Apologies for taking a while to get to this. Unfortunately, on Wednesday my usual post-Farm recovery (by gods, needed this year!) evolved into something altogether more...erm...biological. Feel pretty shocking atm, but was it all worth it? What do you think? I'll restrict the ol' missive to just dance, if I may, as to attempt the lot might finish me off - for example, on Saturday I saw 10 band and 5 DJ sets from 1130-0600h. What a day/night... Wednesday I have a love/hate relationship with Glastonbury Wednesdays. I get so ridiculously excited about the festival, and arriving, getting to camp, getting set up, re-pegging everyone's disgraceful tent corners etc. is just one of my favourite times of the year. As I don't drink, and extracurriculars are not for Wednesdays, the night can be a bit...odd. BUT! Having been fortunate enough to acquire Block9 wristbands, I took a pal into Maceo's for his first time around 9-9.30pm. Showing him where the toilets were I noticed an unusual, but conspicuous, absence of a steward at the little gap between Maceo's and backstage NYCD. Oh my giddy aunt. Heads up, chests out, we strode through like we belonged, to find ourselves behind the Downlow, surrounded by cast and crew, with no-one giving us a second glance as if we weren't supposed to be there. Then, the key decision: into the Downlow through flap 1, or onto the stage with the Queens via flap 2. Rationalising that it was only Wednesday, discretion took the better part of valour and we decided to leave the artistes to their thing. But, into an increasingly busy Downlow we went for my pal's first ever experience of the club. We had lots of fun for an hour or so, seeing the Meat Rack etc. An absolute bonus for us on a night when I generally do not expect to dance. Thursday What is it with Blawan and Glastonbury and me?! More of that in a moment. I had a great Thursday, probably one of my best ever, dotting myself around site and seeing loads of really good sets (a nod to TORS in the Wishing Well). My Farm2024 dancing proper started in earnest, as planned, with Sugar Free b2b Fonte in the new Assembly in Silver Hayes. My impression: Yeah, nice addition. It's bigger than I had anticipated, well laid out with the DJ as far from the door as possible, so no disruption from punter churn. They've done a good job of making it feel genuinely 'indoors' with the blackout, and it does have a club feel. It was pretty rammed, so dancing in Position A required some gentle but obvious use of space-personal creation! The crowd felt like a 'Silver Hayes' crowd - I don't mean that disparagingly at all, just that the vibe has become quite distinct from, say, the SEC for me. Sound was good. Not great, but good - I'd give it a 7. The set was really enjoyable and, considering it was only 9pm on Thursday, it was just right for me. They played what you'd expect, starting with a lot of minimal, gradually upping the techy-ness and I had a good time and met a nice chap who knew a lot about them (hadn't realised they were a couple) and the parties they throw in London. Solid start. And off to the SEC for one of the UK's most significant techno DJs of the last couple of decades, and a real treat to be getting something is amazing as Blawan on IICON on only Thursday night. YES!!! No... FFS, man, did I wrong you in a former life? This is the second time that Mr Roberts has cancelled on me in Block9. As I arrived in IICON the word was that the gap was being filled by extended sets by the other DJs on that line-up. Just a few minutes confirmed to me that that wasn't going to do it for me, and so I stomped off! However...it only took me to get to Genosys to find the silver lining in the Blawan cloud - I saw almost all of the live Lance Desardi set and it was blistering. And, more importantly, oh my days, Genosys is back. I'd say the sound was at least as good if not better than before, and for that particular unanticipated live set it was nothing short of incredible. Visuals were as mind-melting as ever, and I was so, so happy to be back at my favourite Glastonbury stage. So, great first half of the game. I won't bore you with the details of the second half, other than to summarise that: (a) The Bimble Inn is a rubbish venue for dance music, not least of all as dancing on the north face of the Eiger is unpleasant and the sound is dreadful. (b) I can confirm that there was NO psytrance at all at Glastonbury 2024, as hopes of psytrance DJ Regan playing me 45mins at 0215h on the Thursday night were dashed when, following a Ghanaian Afro-rap artist in the Wishing Well, said Regan launched into some squelchy, scratchy funky house. My pal was so kind as he knew how much I'd been hoping for just a little bit of one of my favourite genres...but alas, no. No bother, as we'd had a fun night and that Genosys set was sooooo good. Friday I always see any good dance before the Friday as a real bonus, so I was already ahead of the curve. And, tonight was Dragonfly night, oh my goodness. After leaving a very fun Kate Nash set in Avalon (who knew she was that amazing a performer...?), I sprinted up to SH to try catch half an hour of Kelly Lee Owens, getting my only chance this year to see something on The Levels and leaving myself enough time to get to Arcadia before the big stages emptied out. YES!!! No. It seems that the Silver Hayes queuing of last year has now found its, ahem, level - f**king ridiculous. I was there by 2245 and it stretched from the entrance lower left side, waaaaaay back towards Lonely Hearts. Bonkers. Realising immediately that Ms Owens and I were not to enjoy one another's company tonight, I had a gentle wander and made my way to Arcadia. As ever, the mechanical monster had a significant tourist crust which, once passed through, opened up to plenty of space close to and under the Dragonfly. That was the good news. The bad news was that my early arrival meant I had to endure 15 mins of Norman. I really, really don't want to be dance music snobby, but Jeez, Louise - really?? Anyway, once he'd finished, loads of people buggered off and for the first half or more of Joy O's odd set, it was very spacious right under the belly of the beast. I tried a few different positions, quite keen to be able to see a bit more of the amazing structure if I could, only to find, predictably, that once again the sound is best right underneath. And not just best - STELLAR. Easily as good as the Spider at its best, when you are under the speakers attached to the body itself, and so triangulated to the meeting point of the sic outer, and four inner speaker arrays - bloody health, that it amazing sound. As said, I didn't get Joy O at all really, other than a few tracks (more a me thing...), but I do admire DJs with the variety and versatility he has, and he knows how to curate a setlist really well. And so to HAAi b2b KI/KI - if I had felt any anxiety about potentially over-recommending this set, my concerns were assuaged within about 90 seconds. I loved how you could tell who was on the decks by a clear, but rather lovely demarcation - HAAi hitting us with peak time techno weapons, interspersed with KI/KI building up trancey bangers. 65 minutes of pure joy, and I knew immediately at the end that no dance set was going to top that over the festival. They had no time to warm us up, so went hard from the start and it was utter joy. WOW. Amelie followed them with a great set, tempering her more recent style of too hard, too fast, too much reverb on the kick, to more 2019 Amelie - she still does like to break the tracks down to just kick, add hi-hat and build from there a little too often, but she knew how to keep the momentum going and was the perfect segue from the ladies before. Possibly my favourite ever time at Arcadia. I pulled my mate out 5mins before the end to try to get a jump on the Arcadia and SH crowds, so as to minimise delay to the SEC. Sadly, my other mate, who had been at the side of Arcadia, seems to be having an inordinate amount of trouble working out which Arcadia bar was the one opposite the head (to clarify, it's the bar opposite the head), and so once that cat was herded, all time advantage had evaporated! We went as quickly as possible to Bella's Field to find a huge crowd, held at the turnstiles into the SEC who had already been there for 20 mins. After a further 20 mins of the very nice stewards trying to paint a picture of the area being so full and emptying so little that we were never going to be let in...we were let in! I had wondered about stopping into a bit of Azyr, but given the delay and slight anxiety about getting stuck out of Block9 if I went to Unfairground, we did a bit of Python (sounded pretty special on IICON), wandered past Midland on Genosys (just not for this raver, sorry), and ended up at Blind Tiger for 45mins of breakneck speed, breakbeat rave courtesy of Origin8/Propa b2b Hypershe. Bugger me, those guys play fast! But it was fun, and we shuffled off to bed at 5, with the glory of HAAi and KI/KI still ringing in our ears. Saturday Saturday night is camp rave night. Sadly, four of the very best ravers in our team chose not to come this year (WHAT?!), but the less frequent dancers did not let themselves, or the tradition, down. After seeing Orbital play a fantastic hit-heavy set on Park (the sound on there now is just magnificent), we made our way casually to the SEC. Popped into Maceo's for a wee while and as it was starting to fill up in there (Maceo's, Saturday night is one of the biggest parties I've ever seen) we made our way to Genosys for OK Williams. Not great. For about FIFTEEN MINUTES!! She started with some slightly suspect bassline, but swiftly moved more into techno which, by half an hour in, was just phenomenal. Absolutely loved this set, and she seemed to enjoy it a lot - thanks for such a strong recommendation, Child 1. Saw the end of Afrodeutsche and then into Stingray who, as many in the thread have attested, was off the scale good. I'm not sure I've ever heard a DJ sound better on IICON - every transition was into another absolute killer track, each time the crowd looking at one another with that "awwwww!" face of pure joy. But, a plan ain't worth anything unless you stick to it and so, as I had promised myself, I headed over to Genosys in time to see Madison Moore start. This had been the one set I had really targeted, again as another huge rec from Child 1, and also as I had never seen them play before. Oh dear. What is THIS?! They've only gone and done an OK Williams on me. Worry ye not, young ravers, within 15mins they had also found their stride, oh yes indeed. The combination of a killer set, my camp mates who don't really rave, there having the time of their lives, the impeccable sound and visuals of Genosys and the luxury (at Glastonbury) of that non-typical 2 hour set made it one of my favourite sets ever on the Farm. Incredible. I've seen Partok before. I've never enjoyed Partok as much as that. He was fantastic, immediately realising that what we wanted, what we needed was very much more of the same. That, at 4.30am, we just wanted him to smash us with propulsive techno. And did he ever. Without question the best set I've seen by him, and I don't think I've ever seen a bigger, more absolutely up for it crowd at Genosys at 6am. No gurning mass of shuffling zombies here - everyone was just so up for it. What a night! Sunday I spent some time in the day pondering my strategy. I knew I had to leave dancing at about 2.30am to go and get my coach, so I needed to be on the money in my plans. I settled on getting into the Temple for the beginning of Manni Dee's set at 10.30pm, rather than risk the queue getting too big that it impacted on my limited night. Good decision, Benjamin. Joined the queue around 10.10pm and waltzed in about 5mins before Manni to hear the last bit of truly unpleasant tech-house from East End Dubs. I actually laughed out loud when, as Mr Dubs finished, the floor of the Temple more than half emptied. What is wrong with these people?😆. And so to Temple Techno Sunday. Manni Dee warmed up to some bone rattling stuff in the last hour of his set. Now, you know that I knew immediately that HAAi/KI/KI had no chance of being bettered. WRONG!! It wasn't by much but... Location (when it all comes together, the Temple must be one of the best rave venues in the world, surely?), crowd, Sunday night and none of us want to go home, and then Daria Kolosova playing a faultless 90 mins of the most perfect techno for that time and place. Breathtaking. Chatting to Child 1, I know she can be seen as one of the 'successful, pretty female DJs'. All of that may well be true, but on that evidence, the first adjective has nothing to do with the second. She. Was. On. Fire. And, again, seemed to absolutely love playing the set. @Supernintendo Chalmers - I only wish we'd found each other there 😢. My brain, by this point not necessarily at Krytpon Factor levels of functioning (one for the kids, there), was doing gymnastics, trying to work out the absolute minimum period needed to go from Temple to Oxlyers lock-up to PGA. Despite my earlier plan, I decided that an hour would be enough or, bugger it, I'd just run it. So, I stayed for the first half hour of Kettama who, after a rather predictable first two tracks, unleashed such brilliant techno until I ran out of there at 3am - he closed my festival as well as I could possibly have wished for. OMG. Was that my favourite ever Dance-Glastonbury? I never like to compare too much, as they're all so different and wonderful in their own ways. Was it spectacular? Holy moly, yes. Massive love to @Madyaker for being the best dance buddy one could have - more fun than I can possibly describe ❤️. Was just amazing to meet and dance with @Talcroft - thanks for so much fun. And lovely to see @GrumpyRaver as always. To anyone else I saw who posts in our wonderful thread - thank you for coming to say hello. And thanks for making this such a fab place to share our experiences, as I, most likely, shuffle off to my customary post-festival hibernation. I'll be around a bit, I'm sure, and will likely put in a little report post-Shambala. Let's do it all again next year, you beautiful people. Benny xx

“What if you never come down?” If I’d have got to the “nice one geezer” stage more than a couple of times I’d have taken it, but more of that later. It’s probably lack of memory and all is as usual, but at the moment it feels like a much worse recovery than normal. The dust surely didn’t help and maybe that’s what gave me cold like symptoms in the days after. Lack of sleep, excess drug use and countless hours on my feet, whether walking or dancing surely contribute to a cloudy mind and a broken body. So here I sit reflecting on Glastonbury 2024, number 26 for me, if I can trust my addled brain. If you can wear trainers and sit down anywhere at any time all is good, anything else is a bonus. I arrived really early this year, earlier than I should have been required, however, as it turned out I was needed (if only briefly). Forecasts of heavy rain produced a site-wide “panic”, vehicles were moved to their final positions early, tons of wood chip was deployed in some arenas and walkways, security guards were allocated to ensure no vehicles disobeyed Michael’s instructions not to drive on the grass. Thankfully, aside from a brief, but heavy downpour in the build up, the weather held in our favour. Some say it’s the best bit, the gradual build up to the show, watching the site develop, hanging out with old friends, able to quickly move anywhere, all is clean and fresh and easy going. I even managed a sneaky few minutes on the Pyramid one evening. But of course the whole point is the five days of music and mayhem. Wednesday has always been a bit of problem re “crowd management” with nothing really going on beyond the opening ceremony in the Stone Circle field. With 10’s of thousands of excited arrivals ready to party it’s lucky we’ve managed to avoid a serious crush in recent years. This years solution was to schedule a “drone show” in the Pyramid arena to split the crowd. It worked, but may not do so next year, the totally average and uninspiring 10 minute, noiseless show (apparently it could be listened to on your phone) is unlikely to attract many repeat viewers. At least the fireworks from the hill were still visible after a short walk. Guerrilla Bar, the no longer very secret, but still relatively hard to access backstage bar opens. It’s probably my favourite day in guerrilla, not too crowded and easy to catch up with old mates. Thursday Thankfully it’s a civilised start time, 2 o’clock, Nextmen followed by The Orb at the lovely little Glade Dome. Where my “I took the red pill” T-shirt caused some amusement. There was another act in between, but I guess I must have nipped off for some refreshments. The weather remains pleasant, not too hot and you can still sit down. It’s a real shame that the so called “naughty corner” has become a victim of it’s own success, while at the same time becoming somewhat stale. Apparently “Shangri-La” is being revamped next year, well overdue in my opinion. However, I can still occasionally be tempted into the bottle neck, slightly improved this year by swapping stages around, and with not much to tempt me elsewhere I enjoy or possibly endure 90 minutes of Ewan McVicar on Nowhere. The vibe just ain’t quite there, not even a “nice one geezer”. Somehow I end up back at The Glade Stage and stumble across Desiree the South African “House” DJ. Now this is proper fun, the start of the four day “danceathon”, but still no significant interaction with anyone, in very marked contrast to last year. Time to check out the Levels, a truly spectacular venue in Silver Hayes, for Shygirl presents Club Shy. Not really sure what to expect, but after seeing her fantastic performance on The Park last year, I think this could be fun. Too many on site, always too many on site. It’s Thursday and with no big stages operating the queue stretches half way to the Other Stage, she’ll have finished before I’m anywhere near. So back over to the SE corner. If there was ever a venue made to dance in… Now then! Then queue for The Temple is small and moving, this is more like it. It’s hard to emphasise just how close to perfect a dance venue this is. Built like an amphitheatre, with stepped tiers on three sides, the forth side contains the DJ booth and the strange 3d god like head from which lights and lasers shoot forth. The beauty here is that if you stand on one of the tiers you can see nearly every face in the place. They also have a great door policy, it’s never filled to capacity, there’s always room to move about and dance. Things are looking up, 10 years of Jungle Cakes, various DJ’s and my favourite music to dance to - proper “old school” D&B and Jungle. Sadly I only make the last half an hour. But it’s not all over and I find myself enjoying a bit more curtesy of Uncommon Records Takeover. Suddenly it’s 3am and it’s all over for now. Friday Fantastic scheduling or fantastic personal taste means nothing on till 15.30, and I love it. This allows for the gentle morning routine; coffee, breakfast slowly, slowly, but what’s this? An enthusiastic invite from fellow crew members encourages me to amble along to Strummerville for some Reggae. And why not! It’s many years since I’ve visited that venue, back in the days when it was sited in what is now the Unfairground crew bar, where the Strummer stone still sits. Back in the day Joe Strummer used to host an open campfire and a stone was placed there after his death. The “new” Strummervilleis a lovely little venue set in the middle of small copse on the southern edge of the site. It’s a good distance from any other venue and benefits from this; no sound bleed and lovely tranquil atmosphere, at least at this time of the day. There’s only a handful of people there, chilling on the fire side sofas and occasionally dancing to sweet sounds. A lone litter picker dances through the grass, occasionally deploying her picker, but mostly dancing and chatting. Ain’t nobody, loves me better, makes me happy, makes me feel this way, ain’t nobody, loves me better than you And so I suddenly have my “festival tune”, Ain’t Nobody, Chaka Khan, and what a banger. My buddies drift off, I drift off, bouncy and happy. Noname, which I think is a great name, on West Holts. One of my Glastonbury “fliers” and as I’m feeling like some nostalgic nonsense, Sugababes to follow, then why not? I enjoyed Noname, it was a good performance, but honestly I can’t remember too much. The Sugababes! I’m sure you’re all familiar, it’s silly it’s fun, they’re always tricky to get near at Glastonbury and I’m already in position right near the front, let’s go! I’m told I saw them on The Pyramid in the early 2000’s, I have no memory of this. They put on a show. At some point during the day a meal ticket has found it’s way into my hand (thanks Tony) and with not much to do for a couple of hours I head towards The Park backstage area where our crew meals are served. Unfortunately I have to endure the eternally annoying sounds of Dexy’s as I negotiate the Park Stage arena. Although it is somewhat satisfying to discover that they’re just as dreadful live as they are recorded, a “fact” that I inflict on several unfortunate passers by. I’ve kind of hatched a plan for the next few hours; first up the wonderful LCD sound system on the Pyramid and maybe I’ll hang around for Dua Lipa. It’s a long time since I’ve seen a Pyramid headliner and I’d be in a great position inside the inner barrier AKA “the pit”. I find a comfortable spot against the barrier and enjoy a great “does what it says on the tin” show from a very experienced band. However, I really can’t be bothered to wait an hour between acts, and TBH I’ve not got my “night time drugs” with me, so off I go. I’ve little memory of what I did for the next hour or so, except for hearing “Insomnia” in the background and instantly regretting not going to see Faithless at The Glade. Next up, Jungle on West Holts, while part of me wonders should I have stayed at the Pyramid. I’d no idea they were so popular. I eventually get a reasonable spot, well position wise anyway, but I’m next to a gobby twat, think’s he’s funny, but he’s just annoying. Not even a “nice one geezer”. I’m not getting this, maybe it’s the crowd, then seem more Pyramid than West Holts, maybe it’s the music, maybe it’s me. Ain’t no body…. It took a few years to figure out that north of the old railway line is where to be when in the “naughty corner”, Block 9 and The Common as opposed to Shangri-La and Unfairground. Genosys is back in it’s full glory, the wonderful 3d brilliantly lite structure replacing the bus, and the vibes as good as ever. I love the backdrop of NYC Downlow and the lights from IIcon if you find you’ve danced through half a circle and are “facing the wrong way”. Loves me better, makes me happy, makes me feel this way… At this moment in time, that person is Honey Dijon, and for a couple of hours all is wonderful, there may even have been a couple of “nice one geezer” moments and even one that went beyond. I had a moment of frustration as a what I thought was half a pill carelessly kept from my hand and hid itself in the grass. Out comes the phone torch and as is traditional those around me join in the search and then produce a replacement when we’re unsuccessful. Happy days and thanks to whoever you were. Maybe I passed by Bicep on IIcon, maybe I had a look at The Mez Yard, maybe the queue for The Temple was too big, maybe I stayed a bit longer at Genosys, but I definitely ended up back in The Guerrilla bar for a few hours of wonderful disco. Saturday Another late start, fortunately as it’s an early afternoon crawl out of bed day. Coffee, food, cannabis, off to check out Nitin Sawhney on West Holts, a pleasant late afternoon experience, more food and a relatively quick turn around, back to the Glade for Jamz Supernova B2B Yung Singh. This is great dance along fun, but I’m feeling a strange pull to The Other Stage and The Streets, committing to missing Orbital in doing so. Predictably it’s busy, but easy enough to get a decent spot within the “pit”. Mike Skinner somehow manages to not be a twat, while engaging in some potentially twat like behaviour and fair play, it’s high energy, it’s entertaining and it’s fun. After all he is in some ways a “punter” who fully “gets it”. I wonder if he’ll make to The Temple at 5am? I find my self back at camp and allow myself to be persuaded to check out Jessie Ware on West Holts, fun high energy disco on Spotify, West Holts party time? Not too busy, easy to get near the front and a nicer bunch than The Jungle lot. However shortly after I get the text “ we can see you on the screen” I give in. I tried, but it’s boring pop and I can really do without slow sad stuff at the moment. Glade to the rescue, it’s Goldie, it’s Drum and Bass, it’s live, with actual drummers and it’s fun. Although I’ve no idea how those boys kept up the tempo. IICON In my opinion the best looking stage on site, with a good sound system,little sound bleed from other stages, a large arena, great lasers, and a penchant for booking top DJ’s, but I’ve always struggled at this venue. There’s something about the vibe, it can suffer badly from overcrowding and often seems to attract the more aggressive among the post midnight crew. However, I’ll give it another go for Afrodeutsche. Sadly yet again it’s all too dark. After another maybe half hour of confusion and indecision, never quite finding the right sound or vibe, I’d welcome a simple “nice one geezer” at this point, with some trepidation I approach The Temple. No way, not at this time on a Saturday, not a chance. The queue is unsurprisingly big, but it’s just about within the long snaking rails and occasionally moving. I’m gonna go for it! I reckon it probably took about 30 minutes, but felt like 5, until I was in. Maybe it’s about 3am, maybe it’s Simula on decks, but it’s danceable and it’s The Temple and I’m happy and I continue to worship at the alter of fun, admiring the strange and sometimes disturbing giant head above the DJ. It’s 5am, time for the 4am Kru, something not quite right there. Wow these guys have some energy and thankfully so have the crowd, although still barely more than a “nice one geezer”. Where is the love? And no sign of Mike Skinner. Sunday Sometimes it feels like The Daytime line up is made for me, rarely anything of real interest before mid afternoon, although the reality is that I’m willing to miss acts or have become blind to anything that interferes with a good 6 hours sleep. It also feels like mid Sunday afternoon on West Holts is always “heritage Reggae”. As so we have Steel Pulse, hardly a finer roots Reggae act exists, the perfect way to spend a lazy Sunday afternoon. A few years back I took a “flier” on a interesting act headlining West Holts, Janelle Monáe was superb that night, so let’s see how she gets on late afternoon on the Pyramid. As I make my way through the main markets I’m increasingly confused as the bulk of the traffic is heading away, maybe towards the Other Stage. For who? A perfect performance from an extremely talented, confident and comfortable artist delivered with supreme confidence. The music, choreography, costumes, presentation and message we’re all spot on, yet the crowd barely reached the mixing desk, why? Who else was on? You’re not going to believe this, well maybe you are, but I ain’t. Avril Lavigne FFS! Alcohol or irony or both, but wow, just wow! Right here we go, the finale, the big one, well kind of two, we got a starter and a main course. It’s West Holts Sunday night party time and no stage does the last night better. “The warm up”, apologies to Nia Archives for using this term, she was great, and I had no idea she sang. What a wonderful set. In some ways I’d been waiting for Justice right from the moment I arrived on site, or even from the moment the line up was released. I was at the 2017 Justice set, same stage, same slot, one of my all time favourites and knew this was worth the wait. I even did something I’ve only done once before, for Beyoncé in 2011(?, feel free to correct me), wait a whole hour between sets. You see I knew the legend of 2017 would fill the field and more and I needed to secure a good spot. Nia finished and I headed straight for the barrier, time passed quickly as I conversed with my neighbours. Was it as good, or was it better than 2017, as I can’t now repeat either and my memory ain’t the best I’ll never know. What I do know is that it was epic, what I learned is that being right at the front isn’t necessarily the best spot, especially for a dance act, you somehow miss a bit of the vibe. Time for another go at IIcon, DnB legend Roni Size. He’s good, the vibe is okay and I can handle at least for an hour or two, until Goldie comes on and suddenly I’m “drum and bassed out”. Never had that before. What now? Yet again rescued by Genosys, a reoccurring theme of the last two years in Bloc 9. This time it’s the wonderful DIY and some proper old school house, a lovely change and straight into Felix Dickinson as the dawn breaks over NYC Downlow, enhanced by the lasers from here and IIcon. So why the occasional “nice one geezer”? What’s that all about? Well something was different this year, at least in my little Glastonbury world. Last year one thing was constant, one thing could, at least for myself, but relied on. Everyone I meet was friendly, happy, smiley, fun and many good conversations were had, lovely moments shared on the dance floor and mostly with “strangers”. This year nothing more than the occasional “nice one geezer”, without rhyme or reason it just wasn’t happening. Was I different, were they different, too much coke, too much alcohol, was I “unlucky”?

At the end of my first shift on Stonebridge, girl walks in to take over my station... Recognise each other immediately - we met just once, twenty years ago, travelling in Mexico for 3 weeks. Never seen each other since. Now back in touch and overjoyed, convinced Glasto magic brought us back together.

I've always said that moving the Rocket Lounge and Diner to Avalon would be good move. Rocket Lounge has always felt like it needs to be somewhere else other the SE corner for people who want that vibe without having the ordeal of everything else in the SE corner. Avalon/Sensation Seekers should be the new home for late night cheesy sing-alongs for those who want to party till 3am but aren't chasing beats.

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Doing an hour DJ set at the Arcadia crew bar today. My life is complete

Just want to give some general appreciation - this thread is where I get probably 80% of my gig news, it's fantastic

The security guy who turned my festival around. Long story short (wait, it's me, I'll try). After an already over traumatic few days I'd pretty much written off the rest of my festival after Coldplay finished. Another shift on Sunday 11-7 to do. The way I saw it, it was back to camp after that, a trip to the car and back which I reckoned would take at least two hours, given that it was dragging a trolley pretty much all uphill from just beyond Gate C to Gate B, and then to the purple car parks beyond the ice cream van and then left and up that bloody hill*. There was no way I was going to get out if I tried to do two trips on the Monday morning after a Sunday night out at Glastonbury. Thought I'd be going straight to bed after that given the lack of sleep all festival. Sure enough I struggled. Took me about an hour to get to gate B. I was counting my steps. Fifty at a time and I was knackered and had to stop for breath. probably spent more time resting than dragging. Took me about an hour to get to gate B. It was then said security guy (who I think was policing entry into the Oxfam camp) noticed me struggling and offered to help, took my trolley and dragged it to the car park for me. He was fast. I struggled to keep up with him even without the trolley. Rescued my festival. I was back at camp by nine and made Leftfield only missing a bit of Bob Vylan. Went on to have one of my most memorable Sundays ever. Honestly felt blessed. Like my reward for a rather trying week . God is not a DJ. He's a security guard. ______________ * The new Hill Of Death. It used to be from Gate C the campervans. Then it was the Worthy View hill. Now it's that bloody hill to the uppermost purple car parks dragging a loaded f**king trolley.

After all that he got in just in time for Coldplay. Serves the c8nt right.

Thank you everyone! Really good to meet up again with both the regulars and some new faces. Apologies I didn’t get a shot of everyone - not even @Crazyfool01 - but I hope this gives a picture of what our meets are like:

Agree that Sza was a mistake for headliner but please don't turn Glastonbury into a nostalgia snoozefest for the older generation. There are plenty of festivals for that including the Isle of Wight. Glastonbury has to maintain some relevance.

And yeah Chris Martin singing me a f**kING song well a few lines at least . Don’t think that can be topped . Might hopefully figure out that career change after working in a supermarket for years . Bosh . Some great moments above ♥️

Great to see @Crazyfool01 get shown on the screens wearing his latest Pyramid Stage Coldplay hat! 🥳

My two in '98, some of you will have met the grown up versions! Our tin bath mounted on a Silvercross pram base.

Ok, be warned, its going to be a long one... Wednesday Arrived at Victoria coach station at 7.45am for our 9am coach. Huge queue that wrapped all the way around the station and we ended up on a bus at 10.20am. Journey was really smooth and we were on site and through gate A by 2.30pm. Finding somewhere to camp with about 10 tents was not so smooth, and we ended up in Riggs Field, which is on the outer fringes of the festival, but apart from that having zero water points, was a really nice campsite. Got set up, helped mates arrive, waited for stragglers etc, and finally had everyone set up and in camp by 8pm. Headed out to see the drone show/fireworks. Liked the drone show but it really needed music alongside it tbh. After that we headed to a pub, before most people called it a night. I went out with a few to the SEC, mainly because I thought it would be nice to have a wonder round when it was quiet/I was relatively sober for once, rather than when its absolute carnage and I'm completely gone. Saw someone playing on the bug in Nowhere but no idea who that was. Called it a night at about 2am. Thursday Went and got the beef rendang from the Indonesian Coconut Curry place opposite BBC introducing. The best food by far of the festival for me, and for everyone else I know who got it at some point. Highly recommend. Ate this whilst listening to Mary Middleton. Then met some mates at San Remo for a bit of a pub crawl. Took in the Cider Bus, Terminal 1 (Terminal 1 was great imo), Avalon inn and the Bimble inn before a sizeable portion of the group want to go and see Des'ree at the Glade (side note, it was actually Desiree 😄). I really wanted to go and see Fat Dog though so me and the wife headed up to Strummerville. Saw Chimer and Sleaze by which point we managed to nab a sofa by the campfire. Was my first time in Strummerville and its a great venue. Anyway, Fat Dog were immense. First time seeing them live, so had no idea what to expect but the crowd went off big time. Had an amazing time. Also enjoyed the fact that loads of people came pushing through the crowd to try and get to the open space in front of us not realising it was a barrier of sofas and going catapulting straight over them 😄. Enjoyed them so much I decided to head down to the SEC to see them again. My wife was quite tired by this point so headed back whilst I sent up a whatsapp flare to the group for the SEC. Unfortunately it was widely ignored as they'd all spent the evening in massive crowds trying to see someone who wasn't even on the line up and had sodded off home as well. Left me on the Peace stage to see Raz and Afla (great despite some terrible technical issues) and Fat Dog once again (absolutely great again). Got back to the tent about 4am after an indifferent chicken katsu curry. Friday Went down to the Other stage for Annie Mac, which was good fun. Went back to near BBC introducing for some lunch as my wife had to have the beef rendang, I went for tacos from Mexican Seoul which were great but a bit on the small side, they really needed a 3 taco option that you could mix and match between. At this point despite protests that we should go to one song of Olivia Dean before heading to the Park, I told people that we had to move now if we had any hope of getting in for Barry can't swim. We ended up at the top end of the park just in front of Landsend bar, with a reasonable spot. He was great, atmosphere was great, had a great time. We headed back down to the Other stage for Confidence Man where those who hadn't been able to get into the Park had set up right behind the sound stage with zero view of the actual stage 🙄. Stayed at the other for Bombay Bicycle Club who were great and pulled a far bigger crowd than I would have expected. Tender with Damon Albarm was a great moment. Got over to the pyramid stage for LCD Soundsystem who were amazing. Set started a little slowly, but Tribulations is one of my favourite songs, and then the last 4/5 songs were absolutely incredible. Plan for the headline act was Jungle, so me and the wife left our mates who were staying for Dua Lipa, and I caught the last couple of songs of Heilung who I'd love to see a full set off. It was absolutely packed for Jungle, we were to the left of the sound stage and could barely move. Had a great time, think there's a bit of snobbery about them sometimes but I love their music, and a packed West Holts absolutely loved it as well. Made our way straight to Iicon afterwards where some who'd left Dua Lipa early had also made there way to. Whilst it was busy we managed to reconvene and find a nice chunk of space down at the front right of the stage. However about 30 minutes after Bicep started they shut the sound off and asked everyone to take 3 steps back which was pretty crazy. Most of us decided to wait it out because trying to get back out through the crowd would be nuts. Really enjoyed the set once it started again, and after that we went for a wander around the SEC which apart from a bit of a crowd outside Camelphat felt pretty calm although those who hadn't managed to get down to the SEC quick enough after headliners finished basically gave up on it. Went to Genosys for a bit of a dance to Midland but by this point, everyone was about ready to head to bed, so got back to the campsite about 5.30am. Saturday Couldn't tempt anyone out of bed/camp for a trek to Woodsies to see Kneecap. More fool them, that was great fun with an insane crowd for 11.30am at Woodsies. Caught the last 15 minutes of Femi Kuti, which I really enjoyed, particularly when Made Kuti came out to do a saxaphone solo with him. Met my wife for the Staves back at the Other, this time with the coconut curry from the Indonesian curry club in my possession, also great. The Staves were good, nothing special, but perfect for an early afternoon slot in the sun. Followed this up with Cut Capers at Avalon. Its a bit gimmicky, but if you throw yourself into Electro Swing you will have a great time, fortunately one of my friends had the same view so joined me there. Back to the Other stage for the Last Dinner Party. Found this slightly underwhemling. Maybe because I'd really enjoyed the songs I'd been listening to, or maybe because a lot of people had hyped them up as a live act before hand, but I found that with the exception of Nothing matters, it didn't do much for me live. Based on reviews though I seem to be in the minority there. Bloc Party was great but I also have a slight gripe with 'do you like bangers?' then playing Ratchet rather than Like Eating Glass, seemed like a wierd choice to end the set. Also chat before hand had been that they would be much more Silent Alarm heavy which was clearly complete rubbish. Listened to a little Camila Cabello but decided I wasn't feeling it so went off on my own for Little Simz. Definitely the right choice, she absolutely smashed it and seems destined to end up headlining at some point. Stayed where I was (under the lefthand screen), as me and the wife had been umming and ahhing about what to on Saturday night for ages (I used to be a big Coldplay fan but had fallen out of love with them a long time ago), and ultimately I decided that the 14 yr old coldplay fan in me would have done a lot to see Coldplay play Yellow on the Pyramid stage, so we decided to hang around for that. Was caught off guard when they opened with that, and tbh, that gave me a huge amount of goodwill towards Chris Martin, which meant I wasn't going anywhere, and he repaid that goodwill massively in the first half of the set. By Viva La Vida, they'd pretty much blown me away, and whilst the second half of the set was a bit weird at times and didn't always do it for me, there was enough going on to keep me interested and playing Sparks then Fix You in the encore was incredible. So fair play Chris, you completely outwon the cynic in me. We headed up to Arcadia to spend half of the Hot Chip DJ set futilely trying to message/find people who were sending incredibly unhelpful messages like 'Under the dragonfly' or 'by one of the things making fire' all of which would come through in groups so you had no idea if even those unhelpful co-ordinates were still relevant or not. Finally all found each other with about 20 minutes left of Eric Prydz's set (who had been great). Went up to the Park to try and stand outside Stonebridge whilst Faithless were on but got waylaid by the HMS Sweet Charity and Jabba the slut/Sonido Tupinamba. Finished off the night at the stone circle but the little bit of drizzle that started was enough to send us to bed at about 6.30am. Sunday Slow start to the day as we had to pack up the tents and stick them in the lock up ahead of our 3am coach. Got to the other stage for Soft Play who were entertaining to watch, even if I have zero interest in their songs. Did the annual Glastonbury quiz that a friend rights for us, me and my wife won against some pretty hefty quizzers thanks to our Glastonbury knowledge. Stayed watching James until they sung Sit Down at which point it was off to the Pyramid for Shania Twain. Went right up to the back as my wife needed to head to Alvaays and I needed to start my epic solo journey to Avalon and back. I had to leave after You're still the one so that I could get to Avalon in time for the Go! Team. Made it with time to spare to get some lunch, some well priced crumpets from the Avalon field. The Go! Team was a real highlight of the weekend for me. I'd loved Thunder, Lightning, Strike, then kinda forgotten about them until I saw them on the line up poster at which point I've massively got into them again. First time seeing them live and they are a really good live band. Got a shout out from Ninja for my Thunder, Lightning, Strike t-shirt, and had a great time jumping around like a maniac. As soon as they finished I had to run back to the Pyramid for Janelle Monae. Only missed 2 and a half songs which considering the overlap was pretty impressive if I say so myself. Maybe helped that the entire site was at the other stage by this point. Was gutted for Janelle Monae as soon as I saw the crowd on the pyramid, but did mean I could make my way straight into the pit. She was the other real highlight of the festival for me. Put on an absolutely incredible show and still threw herself completely into it, even if the crowd was tiny and also struggled a bit with singing along to her songs. Her empassioned speech towards the end also completely overshadowed anything that other artists attempted. Thought I might just have a chance of making the last five minutes of Avril, but turned out she finished early, so had to stand as out of the way as possible whilst everyone vacated the Other stage before I could try and find my wife/mates. Once I'd done this, grabbed some food and headed over to West Holts for Nia Archives. This was a bit of a mixed set for me. Loved some of her stuff, but some it was a bit to hardcore jungle for my tastes. Everyone seemed to be having a great time though, but reckon I'd have enjoyed two door cinema club more. Despite most of our mates going to Justice, me and the wife and a few others decided on the National as our final headliner. Another band that I used to love, but had just stopped listening to their new albums which is why I'd been a bit hesitant on seeing them or not. 100% made the right choice here as they smashed it. And whilst their music is a bit sad, its also a bit euphoric in a way, particularly when playing live as the sound is something else. Perfect way to finish the festival for me. Finally reconvened with our other mates who were on an early coach home at San Remo for one final dance to Shanti Celeste, which was made better by the rest of our friends independently heading that way as well. Picked up our stuff from the lock ups and were on our 3am coach to London Victoria by 3.40am despite the guys on the coach gates making a bit of a mess of putting us on coachs. Back at home and showered/in bed by 8am on Monday morning. Conclusion The Glastonbury's I've been too have been 2022, 2023 and 2024. I think, despite the 2023 line up being better (in my opinion), this Glastonbury still beat it, as so many of the acts I went to see absolutely smashed it out of the park. Things like last year I went to Artic Monkey's and regretted it whereas this year I begrudgingly went to Coldplay with the intention of bailing half way and they blew me away. Similarly most of the 50/50's that I was unsure about (Little Simz vs Camilla Cabello or The National vs Justic) tipped so wildly in my favour when I went to see them, I can't believe they were even decisions I was contemplating making. Think it also helped that this year we had about 3/4 vaguely connected groups all camping together that all seemed to get along well and meant that there was often someone off somewhere doing something different and was nice knowing that you could always find someone if you wanted to. Also enjoyed seeing how many different ways people could enjoy the festival, definitely the case that not everyone has to be like me and plan out about 40 different acts they're going to see over the weekend to get enjoyment out of it 😄

Probably someone refusing to singalong.

You can absolutely get in the bin with this idea that anyone who went to see Avril has no taste or real interest in music mate. I was in inconsolable bits at Radiohead doing Pyramid Song in 2017, Max Cooper blew my mind at a techno festival in Lisbon last year, I’ve seen over 2000 live sets in 14 years with the best the likes of Bjork, Kendrick, Florence and David Byrne, and this year Fat Dog, Kneecap and Bob Vylan all destroyed it on the Peace Stage. Watching McCartney in 2022 was practically an out of body experience. Avril means a lot to me from my early years getting into music, the opportunity to see her has never presented itself before and I belted out every word (and cried at I’m With You). And not going to Janelle (who is great, but hardly the second coming) instead is some sort of credibility stick for you to use? You’re a moron.

Honestly the overcrowding is a massive issue imo. The festival has to learn from it's repeated f**k ups since COVID. I love the place, and have been enough times I know how to avoid crowds. I know to miss Thursday acts, secret sets unless I'm there already, and there's certain acts on smaller stages I'll go no where near (the worst thing is these are pretty glaring) But in the last few festivals I've met so many people who went to their first Glasto and won't be coming back due to the crowds. Three in our group this year absolutely hated it. The pervasive attitude of people on here that blames punters for wanting to see the bigger acts, rather then the festival itself for f**king up bookings is completely wrong. It is nobody's fault that they want to see Avril, Charlie XCX, Bicep etc. it's a music festival and we're all paying a lot to be there. I think they really should consider reducing attendees by 10% imo. Put up the prices if you have to.

Amount of tickets given to hospitality really is the problem here. I dread to think what the percentage of people who have more than one wristband is now? My instagram was jam packed with z listers attending this weekend. Vast majority of whom rock up late Friday and leave Sunday morning whilst spending most of the time onsite getting glammed up in a luxury caravan onsite somewhere. It is a complete waste of a ticket and it should be given to the many thousands of people who try desperately in October. I am personally sick to death it, really annoys me. They have clamped down on people being spun in this year, great, obviously needed to happen. But actually, all they are really doing there is reducing the amount of working class people who are desperate to attend from being able to. I am not saying I agree with it don't get me wrong, but surely Glastonbury is meant to be about the people, the common man and not the rich who do as they please at our expense? I was offered a hospitality wristband in 2022 for £2,500 3 days before the festival.. As far as I can tell it was legit and the person who offered it to me had one himself and attending with it with no issues. How has that happened? How are these hospitality / workers tickets distributed? They are turning Glastonbury into a commercial fashion accessory for the rich and it frankly should not be stood for.

There needs to be more late night non dance stuff around the site, even if its a dj playing indie/britpop/rock, Avalon could be a good stage to use after the bands have finished that isnt just dance music

Tax the external glamping operators by raising the price of their allocated tickets.

No, the BBC were doing their job. Their job was to make the TV show & entertainment package look as good as possible for the viewing audience. Clever camera shots, hiding a sparse crowd - that's all part of it. Out of curiosity, were you so annoyed when they made QOTSA crowd look a lot larger last year? Or is it just pyramid headliners you think should have that treatment? A guardian review of the performance is subjective. What you or I consider to be 5*, someone else could think is a load of old shite... but if they are reporting it as "news" then they should be bringing up the low crowd IMO.

Waiting to see Dexys and we got talking to three girls standing next to us. Being old, they started asking us all about past experiences,what it used to be like etc etc. mentioned it was our 48th wedding anniversary and they were amazed. One of them FaceTimed their mum and we ended up chatting to her! Mum was relieved to see her daughter was ok and Mrs C seemed to allay any worries she had. Told the girls what we always tell the youngsters, to keep safe, enjoy themselves and have a wonderful life. Just another one of those Glasto moments for us. Ok not a funny but a nice moment for us.

Lots of great artists play to tiny turnouts. Transformers 3 made a billion dollars at the box office, does that make it a great movie? The National barely filled a quarter of the other stage, are they a bad band? Cyndi Lauper was packed to the rafters, she couldn’t carry a tune in a wheel barrow. I think everyone needs to get over the whole SZA situation. Maybe it was a misguided booking, but it’s happened now and it wasn’t exactly the Hiderburg Disaster, was it? It’s not going to ruin the festival’s reputation as some catastrophists have suggested. The BBC aren’t committing nefarious acts of conspiracy or trying to pull the wool over your eyes when they refuse to pan their cameras to empty spots of the crowd. To do so would be distasteful, mean spirited and serve absolutely zero purpose - other than maybe embarrass a performer for having the temerity to….headline a music festival? it’s over now, the sky hasn’t fallen. Some naff dad rock band or milquetoast novelty act will probably play next year and all will be forgotten.

You call your toilet the short drop

They just added a reply to a post with some comments asking for a replacement, saying they are working to give us some news soon.

@NorthernSoul52 I do love how you always post the flyers in this thread. Reminds me of my youth of actually seeing tours in magazines. It makes bands I hate or have not even heard of look more exciting. Where do you get them from?

Dua sang. She made mistakes, was out of breath, enjoyed herself. Sounded great. I could care less what this sad cynt has put through his smutriddled laptop.

Calling bullshit, not a single Twix eaten in 31 hours of trying. How did he sustain himself?

I quickly decided these guys were vermin when I first saw their YouTube content a couple of years ago - they'd give Russell Brand and the 1970s 'Operation Yew Tree Gang' a run for their money in terms of taking advantage of vulnerable (i.e. pissed beyond coherence) young women. This video does absolutely nothing to change my opinion - they've accepted help from a bunch of dodgy security and stewards etc. and then repaid them by showing their faces on a YouTube video. I don't care about what happens to dodgy security, but I intensely dislike the idea of being matey with someone to get a favour and then doing the dirty on them like this. With regards to sneaking in: there was a surprisingly easy way of doing it, which worked right up until the night before the public were allowed in. I have no idea how much this was used, but the potential was limitless. I won't give details, but people working the gates prior to opening may know what I'm referring to.

Well written, well observed, but conclusions are completely wrong. The festival needs to reverse the changes it has made. It's gotten too dance orientated now. Like...getting rid of Avalon? f**k off. That's the equivalent of going on holiday to Spain and asking a fine fish restaurant to sack it off and do an English breakfast

I swear, so help me, if you make me choose between Nick Cave and the Flaming Lips, I will hurt you 🤣

Makes some really good points but not sure letting electronic music take over even more of the site is the answer. I'd actually argue it's the dearth of suitable alternatives for people staying up after the headliners that's the issue, as you get lots of people going along to the biggest/most recognisable DJ or to tick off visiting a particular location (SE Corner, Silver Hayes, Greenpeace Tree, Arcadia) who could potentially have been tempted elsewhere with better options. Get some smaller bands playing sets after midnight. Maybe make the pubs/bars feel like more of a late-night destination. Offer something a bit more enticing in the comedy/circus areas that casual punters will recognise when they see it on the lineup. At the same time, put the big electronic names that everyone is cramming into the SE corner to see on earlier (6pm onwards), maybe even on some of the bigger stages. Force people to start earlier and they won't all still be standing by 1am.

This is as someone who hasn't been since 2011, but the SZA situation shows a real pickle that Glastonbury finds itself in. It has gotten to this place as a cultural behemoth by dancing on the edge of popular and bleeding edge culture. But that means it's also become this massive event which means so many people want to come - and here's the kick, unlike other festivals you don't know who is coming. At Primavera Porto, SZA had an enormous crowd, second biggest of the weekend, cos they announced the line up and get a crowd that wants to see the acts. Whereas Glastonbury, rightly, asks you to trust in their curation. In the aftermath I saw a tweet slagging SZA with lots of like saying "Here are the acts touring they could've had" and it was like Liam Gallagher, Foo Fighters, Taylor Swift (LOOOOOL), Kings of Leon. No shade on those artists, but if that's the expectations, that's a festival that has no future literally in terms of the production line of big, older artists, financially in terms of the ability of the festival to pay for them, or culturally because then what's special about Glastonbury? It's never been about the biggest acts but something special you don't get anywhere else. SZA didn't land but it's the kind of left field thinking the festival needs to keep trying that angle because the alternative is a slow path to obsolesce, cos the "normies" won't be into festivals forever, and the festival's ultimate cultural cache is more important than a couple of underfilled fields now and then

This! People need to remember that it’s a quarter of a million people on a f**king dairy farm. Perfection isn’t possible but Christ they come close. Most of the things people are complaining about this year have come about because of people complaining last year. My radical idea to solve any issues is to blacklist the registrations of all the moaners. Also people need to start being accountable for their own decisions and actions. All the busy sets at the festival are known by everyone in advance before. If you don’t like crowds go to something else. If you really love it and have to be there, get there early. I’m honestly always staggered at just how smoothly and efficient it is for the most part. The changes this year around Woodside and Greenpeace especially were fantastic.

End of the road ticks all of them

That’s a bit of a massive generalisation and reeks of snobbery to be honest! Coldplay were always a bit of a guilty pleasure of mine (first 4 albums…I’m aware that statement partly supports yours!), but in prep for their headline show I finally listened to the last 5 and found I actually liked it. Gig on Saturday is by far the best fun I’ve had at a Coldplay gig ever. Forget guilty pleasure, I just obviously like Coldplay! Done with compartmentalising my musical taste, if I enjoy it, I’ll do so unapologetically and it doesn’t need to fit into a “real” music box (or any box!).

Well done everyone sat at home - we have gone from 'missing it' to 'missed it'. Which to me is a slightly better place to be. Back in the hunt for tickets next year!

I’m not a National fan. Really struggled today to get into anything music wise, felt like I’ve been in a crowd of 100k constantly all day, me and the missus got abit fed up and thought we’d call it a night, on the way back to bushy ground thought we’d walk past the other stage, The National boys literally stopped us in our tracks. Couldn’t take my eyes off em, last little bit of Glasto magic before we head home. I’m now a National Fan.

Anyway, anyone who think that this is busier than last year or 2022 is off their chump.

Mind blown much love all … early night to take a breath 🙂

How to describe a night where Chris Martin sang to Michael J Fox, Michael Eavis and Crazyfool?

Kim Deal and The Breeders doing 'Gigantic'. That's it, case closed - nothing is gonna beat that this weekend!

Had a proper uncontrollable meltdown moment when Frank Turner sang the line "The Queen is dead". Was in bits thinking about my mum.

I came and very glad I did. Few strange moments where I went to send her a photo or a message to update her, but that’ll happen I guess.

We've done it for the past couple of years and it's always been a great craic. For all the talk of sh*t lineup, I've got 28 acts to watch that should be on the i-player - not all of them must sees & some of them clash, but still plenty for me to watch. I did a big shop today for beer, spirits and snacks and I can't wait to be parked on my easy chair all weekend! Each to their own, but I don't understand people who didn't get tickets trying to pretend it isn't happening - I say embrace it and enjoy the hours of coverage. And of course posting on this forum - join in, trust me - it's good fun.

You may well deride us satchel types, but youre first in the queue when i'm dishing out bags of nuts and fizzy snakes aintcha

And whoever signed-off on Avril Lavigne on the Other Stage should've picked up their P45 yesterday

In what way was a 20 year old woman talking about abortion rights is classed as 'whinging? 🤔