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[Jul. 2nd, 2009|11:24 am] |
An Ode to Glastonbury 2009, by Katherine Lowe and Jessica Campbell
BONKERS, Jarvcocking, tea and cake in a tree, glittery vodka and sparkly cupcakes, burritossss, THE PRODIGY, sunburn, being TOO sweaty, a 1...a 2...a 3 5 7 12, Kat: "suck on my teet of lurve little piggie, for I am your Daschund mamaaa!" YEEEHHAAAWWW, if this in Runcorn then..., the dead person game (before we'd even heard about MJ and FF and Swells), Phill Jupitus, Phill Jupitus being an angry man, DIG YOURSELF, Peaceballing, the abusive juggler, Shaun the rave dad, "would anyone like any steroids?", buying plots of Heathrow land, Daniel's unfeasable ability to sleep in those damn sauna tents, mexican vegetarian om nom noms, Regiiiinnnaaaa being just too lovely, Florence, ART BRUT top of the pops, Eddie wandering aimlessly on his own, "I've had some of Alex James' cheese", the falafel stall called 'Just Falafs', being told Michael Jackson was dead by two facepainted guys whilst bopping at the Brother's tent and promptly shreiking in their faces that they are filthy liars who would go to hell, Keith Allen, Alex > Damon, muddy mud mud, SHANGRI LA + Kamikaze karaoke!, sunrise at stone circle, CLUB DADA, 'we'll see how long it takes to actually carve a spoon', the tall flags, the boys never getting tired of 'banana cock', Jarvis: "Let's have a photo, for we are indeed, the sultans of swing.", that glider person above Nick Cave who was definately Bowie, hot sake and vodka jellies, Rolf Harris rapping, Helen's rum song, Ben's wonderful talent for impressions, Daniel's burnt face, Jess's swollen knees, Lizzi's confusement about 21, more moonpigs, the badger walk, wine bar rave, thinking we were in control of that club, happy happy joy joy, OH POOOORR LARRY, knowing that Glastonbury is better than any other festival in the world.
( Stephen! )
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