
Hello Sunshine!
June 29, 2007Hello! Yes, i’m back from the swamp. And three days later i’m still sore, dazed and more exhausted than i’ve been for years. Glasters came up trumps as usual though, despite the unrelenting mud.

The gloopy mud tends to put the skids on seeing too many bands… it would be quicker to go round the circle line than to get between some of the stages. But I managed to have quite enough ‘moments’ for any weekend. Which combined with the constant hilarity that Glastonbury enduces, means I still have a nice fuzzy glow right now. Although there may be other reasons for that.
So who was good? Well the three undoubted highlights for me were: Super Furry Animals; Bjork & Shirley Bassey. When you’re buried in the mire, it tends to be the acts that take you away from it all that go down the best, winning out over introspective fare such as Editors.
Friday saw me watching some of Gogol Bordello on the main stage, before a fortunate break for hot cider with cider brandy left us cowering under tarpaulin as the rain came down with a vengeance. Amy Winehouse was on after that, and was pretty awful to be honest. She looked like a rabbit trapped in the headlights, and failed to lift the crowd at all. Fortunately the evening saw an awsome triumverate of SFA, Arcade Fire and Bjork on the Other Stage.
SFA are I reckon my favourite band, and watching them playing under blue skies left me singing ‘Hello Sunshine’ for the rest of the weekend. No doubt to the constant annoyance of anyone nearby.
Co-incidentally their new album seems to have just leaked onto t’interweb. Unfortunately at this moment it’s not grabbing me very hard, but as usual there are pop gems scattered about. This is one of the two new songs they played at the weekend. Which I think might be the first single.
SUPER FURRY ANIMALS - SHOW YOUR HAND
And an old favourite that rocked on Friday:

SUPER FURRY ANIMALS - RECEPTACLE FOR THE RESPECTABLE
There’s not much to say about Arcade Fire, except that they were of course brilliant.
Bjork was a different matter though. The beauty of her is that not having seen her for many years I didn’t really know what to expect. What a show though, and what a voice. This was the best moment of the gig… Hyperballad… which unexpectedly gave us ‘Freak’ by LFO pounding out of the speakers half way through. I presume it’s Mark Bell on stage making the electronic noises, and the table he was fiddling with during the gig left us constantly fascinated. What the hell is that thing? And where can I get one! You can see a bit of it from about 3:20 in this clip:
After the usual all-night madness I managed to rouse myself on Saturday for CSS & Klaxons. CSS put a smile on my face straight away; while Klaxons did their thing pretty well. They seemed to get a little swallowed by the huge stage though. The evening was another belter though. First of all !!! seemed to find their spiritual home in The Glade, and led the assembled masses through a into a drug-fueled space-funk odyssey. They loved it & so did we. So then to Iggy & The Stooges.. which ended up being absolutely hilarious.
I saw them at Lowlands in Holland last year, and during ‘Cool Time’ he invited people from the audience on stage. About 10 people joined him, danced like crazy, then politely left at the end of the song. He did the same thing at Glastonbury, but i’m not sure he expected quite the stage invasion that resulted. There must have been a couple of hundred fucked up muddy people up there at one point. It was fun to watch, but not half as amusing as seeing Iggy trying to get rid of them all. It must have taken 10 minutes to remove the ‘muddy motherfuckers’.
Sunday (or Shirleyday) I saw Phil Hartnoll do his dated ‘techno in a gym slip’ thing. Which wasn’t much to write home about. Kissy Sell Out did his ferocious cut-up electro thing. Which was much better. And Vitalic do his mosh-inducing electrotechno thing. Which was great fun. The day was all about Shirley Bassey though, and as usual the old legend they get on the pyramid stage on Sunday afternoon showed the rest of them how to work a crowd. The youtube clip seems to be of the only part of the show without the hits (Goldfinger; Diamonds are Forever; Light My Fire & Big Spender for instance); but still shows off her voice pretty well. We were right down the front & it was awesome.
Other than that, apart from The Sunshine Underground in the Guardian tent, the evening was a bit of a damp squib. I watched Fat Freddy’s Drop against my better judgement; and to finish it all The Chemical Brothers were pretty poor - certainly in comparison to Daft Punk the previous weekend. An average set, with average lights and nothing to make it stick in the memory. Still, I managed to find Chas & Dave in Lost Vagueness afterwards, along with the usual nutters; so that was a good finish!
Although i’ll no doubt be back again next year, I found the lack of noise late at night a bit annoying. There used to be soundsystems & parties springing up all over the place in the middle of the night, but this time round I seemed to do an awful lot of late night walking in order to watch DJs playing records very quietly.
The festival does still just about hold on to what makes it special, but each year as the rigmorole of buying a ticket gets harder (Pre-registration? Photo-ID? 9am Sunday internet sessions?) and the noise restrictions get tougher, I am on the verge of finally conceding that it’s not as good as it was. Obviously keeping the hundreds of thieves out is a good thing, but I do miss the anarchy. On the same tip, this Radio 4 show was quite funny….
You can also watch a shit-load of live sets over on the BBC website.























