Another belter. Saw hardly any of the bands I had intended to due to feeling a bit pale and wan, so tended to just park myself at either Garden Or Woods and just enjoy what came, and I enjoyed everything, apart from the bloody woeful Shopping. Highlights include Shannon and the clams, found myself bopping next to Ezra Furman for that. had too much dignity to ask for a selfie though, A Wesly hung, Hayley Henderickx, Hiss Golden Messenger, John Cale, Insecure Men and the incredible Richard Dawson/ Oh, and Omar, and the Jazz guy at the Garden. Plus loads more.
I preferred it when it was more folky and Americana, but still, they could run the entire festival again and I would still be able to see enough bands that I wouldn't have time to eat, without seeing any of the ones I saw at the weekend. So can't complain.
A couple of years ago there seemed to be an influx of dickheads in groups, there seemed to be far fewer of them this year, apart from the extremely tedious group we were unfortunate enough to be camping next to in the Honeybells field, also, the fancy dress w*nkers seem to have found other ways to spend their first September weekend.
Downsides were few and not enough to put me off/ I agree with those who have complained about the bogs and showers in glamping, definitely not enough, and quite a few of the shitters had broken seats. On the plus side there was a decent standpipe, unlike last year. One pipe for all those people seems a bit mean, the numbers using glamping seems to be growing massively, with no increase in facilities.
The Beavertown beer prices were outrageous. 6quid or 6.50 was bad enough but just about acceptable, 10 quid for a pint of nothing very special was daylight robbery. I don't care if the stuff was meant to served by the half (stupid rule), if a tenner a pint is unnacceptable, so is a fiver for a half.