Just back from Kasabian in Leicester. You could tell it was mainly football fans as the crowd was mental. Did feel like we had gate crashed a party a little, but very high spirited.
Very good show by the Kasabian boys, but thatās it Leicester City, you have had far to much fun!
Watched Gaz Coombes, Public Enemy, Sean McGowan, Primal Scream and a little bit of Craig David before heading for a taxi. Not bad for Ā£25. Tomorrowās line up a bit meh.
I stand to be corrected (not really) but yesterday I suffered people chatting throughout every set, ignoring the music, often with their backs to the stage, off their faces on overpriced beer - and some of them wearing fucking ridiculous little trilbies or straw hats.
They are not music fans!
If they were theyād watch some of the fucking show - and who takes a frigging selfie-stick to a gig??
Next year Iāll launch PapFields.
Visitors will be able to get so drunk in a field that they can ignore the radio Iāll have playing in the corner. - Ā£75 each for advance booking, Ā£85 on the day unless you arrive drunk, then itās Ā£500.
And the stupid hat stall will be there, you can dress like you work at a horse fayre or you can try to create some Olly Murs look.
The only people who have ever looked cool in stupid hats are members of the Specials, Harry Worth or Kid Creole.
Something for the ladies too - bring an old garden chair and get in the fucking way because youāre off your face on warm Asda Pimms at Ā£30 a jug and hanging out of your ill-fitting mumsy dress.
Then again it is the only time your dad-dancing husband has taken you out in six months so fuck it.
Not sure what you expect, RB. Heaven 17 were shit the first time round. Drinking overpriced beer with overweight people while wallowing in nostalgiaā¦I feel slightly dead inside just contemplating it.
Common People day 2. Completely missed Chas and Dave as too busy being comfortable on some chairs drinking an expensive cocktail. Watched Cuban Brothers then Science of Eight Limbs followed by Katy B (I needed some warmth from a crowd) and ended with Duran Duran who were excellent.
Check out Science of Eight Limbs. We quite enjoyed them.
I stand to be corrected (not really) but yesterday I suffered people chatting throughout every set, ignoring the music, often with their backs to the stage, off their faces on overpriced beer - and some of them wearing fucking ridiculous little trilbies or straw hats.
They are not music fans!
Well you nailed it at the top of your diatribe. Those are exactly the people that hardened festival-lovers canāt stand. Unfortunately empirical evidence has shown that the more mainstream the festival, the higher the percentage of these that you get.
I like the idea of a festival. Letās start small. Three stages across Daisy Dip. Decent location. Not far from me mums. Plenty of fences to jump over.
There were quite a few āyoung unsā near me who at the beginning of Duran Duran were there to take the piss. Most stayed and appeared to have enjoyed it by the end. I was a huge fan as a kid so I am a bit biased but had wondered all these years later whether it would be too cheesey. Didnāt think it was at all.
Last night was the same at The Brook - Midge Ure doing quiet numbers with people at the back talking throughout.
Why pay good money to ignore an act??
At one point he said, āthis new song is a quiet number and Iām very proud of it, so if the person next to you starts chatting or checking Facebook on their phones, just fucking hit them!ā
So then, the local had a fella called Dean Friedman playing last night and being the supportive locals we are, we pitched up in support. Us old uns will remember (or not) this guy from the 70s when he had a few hits - Ariel, Lucky Stars and Lydia are the ones I vaguely remembered. Not expecting much and just being there for the craic, I was more than pleasantly surprised. His songs were witty and sometimes poignant. He made plenty of jokes about Trump in between songs which won the 40 strong audience over pretty quickly and he hung around at the bar after to chat for a while. We actually bought one of his CDs from him and had a great evening. Didnt see that coming at all. If nothing else, Dean reminded me that not all Yanks are cunts.