Tuesday 9 September 2008

Festival Review: Fuck You; I’m Not What You Called Me

Yesterday I reached a new low. I got called ‘sir’ in Holland and Barrett. Yes, a new low.

It’s odd, but I never really minded when I got mistaken for a boy up until my late 20s. Being mistaken for a ‘sir’ is bad though. Something must be very wrong. Really, I must go for laser treatment, get a boob job or wear skirts. Please don’t make me wear skirts. Supersize those boobs now.

Bestival Festival faced the leftovers of Hurricane Gustav. It was windy, it rained. Then it rained a lot more. Then it rained. Then it rained some more. Did I mention rain? There was a lot of that. The comedy tent shut for the weekend. The BBC Introducing stage was like a revolving door; it didn’t know whether it was open or shut. Sadly, it was shut more often than it was open.

The Band Stand electrical equipment got wet and someone said ‘Do you think this is dangerous?’ Even the Main Stage opened several hours later than planned. A rainy Bestival put Michael Eavis’ efforts in perspective. For someone that loves music and comedy, there were too many disappointing cancellations.

Robin Hill Country Park is a superb setting for a festival. There’s a tower for spotting red squirrels, tarmac walks through pretty woodland, an African themed adventure play park, a real permanent shop, a real cafe, ponds filled with water lilies, and slides that run down steep hills.

After parting with £3, I got to go on a toboggan ride. I’ve never been on a toboggan ride before. It was rather strange. There is no strap to hold you in and you control the speed by holding a big rod between your legs. I’m not quite sure I can compare it to Nemesis at Alton Towers, but my eyes watered with joy.

Other Bestival highlights included being in charge of a giant letter ‘I’. I helped make a penis whole, changed a duck into a dick and delved deep into a pair of tits. I'm sorry to say that I didn’t make it inside a vagina.

Within the same hour, on a different part of the site, I became part of a conveyor belt during an amazing set by my favourite band ever: Misty’s Big Adventure.

As usual the acts are rated as follows, from very best to very worst:
Fucking Awesome, Ear Candy, Thumbs Up, Not for Me Thanks, Hideously Awful

(number) = number of songs seen when full set not seen (sometimes approximate)

Thursday 4th September

Slow Club, Resident Records BrightonFucking Awesome

Friday, 5th September

The Shortwave Set, Xbox Social Ear Candy
Ebony Bones, Big Top Thumbs Up
Foals, Main StageEar Candy
Santagold, Big TopThumbs Up
The Melodica, The Melody & MeThumbs Up
CSS, Big TopThumbs Up
Peyoti For President, Club Da Da Not for Me Thanks
Cancelled Bands, Everywhere Hideously Awful

Saturday, 6th September

Laura Marling, Main Stage Fucking Awesome
Fresh Legs, BBC Introducing Fucking Awesome
I am Kloot, Big Top (4)Fucking Awesome
dan le sac Vs Scroobius Pip, Main StageFucking Awesome
The Cuban Brothers, Main StageFucking Awesome
The Duke Spirit, BBC Introducing (2)Thumbs Up
Kid Carpet, Red BullFucking Awesome
Tofu Love Frogs, Club Da DaNot for Me Thanks
Jeffrey Lewis, BBC IntroducingEar Candy
Slagmalsklubben, Big TopEar Candy
Manouschska, Band StandThumbs Up
XXTeens, Club Da DaEar Candy
DJ Yoda Vs Shlomo (live AV show)Ear Candy
Hot Chip, Main Stage Fucking Awesome
Amy Winehouse, Main Stage (5) Ear Candy
Lethal Bizzle, Red Bull (1)Ear Candy

Sunday, 7th September

The Fairey Band, Main Stage Fucking Awesome
King Creosote, Main StageFucking Awesome
Thomas Tantrum, BBC IntroducingEar Candy
Six Nation State, BBC IntroducingFucking Awesome
Lucky Elephant, Band StandThumbs Up
Baaba Maal, Main Stage Thumbs Up
Misty Big Adventure, Band Stand Fucking Awesome to Infinity
Zombie Zombie, BBC IntroducingFucking Awesome
Gideon Conn, BBC Introducing Ear Candy
Midnight Juggernauts, Big Top Thumbs Up
The Guillotines, BBC IntroducingThumbs Up
Urban Voodoo Machine, Club Da DaNot for Me Thanks
The Bees, BBC Introducing Ear Candy


Fabpants Recommends: Live music for breakfast, lunch and dinner. And for the finale, a good night’s sleep. Coming to a bed near me. Oh yeah, baby. Sleep.

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