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Mud, rubbish sex, food poisoning and the Quo replacing the headline act you've mortgaged your house to see. Tell us your experiences
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( , Thu 4 Jun 2009, 13:33)
Mud, rubbish sex, food poisoning and the Quo replacing the headline act you've mortgaged your house to see. Tell us your experiences
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( , Thu 4 Jun 2009, 13:33)
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Chip Van Stage 2000
My most memorable festival experience happened at the chip van stage at 3am on the Sunday morning of Glasto 2000. After the dance tent closed down at way too early o’clock, myself and a friend went looking for more music. We came upon a chip van that was pumping industrial techno. We were suitably hyped up on a range of chemicals, but not long after we got to the chip van stage the mushrooms took hold. The 40 or so revellers morphed into 2 groups battling for galactic dominance. The Cyon-Bots were a race of droids (all in nice shiny aluminium suits) and they were fighting the humans banished from planet earth for an unnatural love of industrial techno. Over the next 2 hours an epic battle ensued with dancing as the only weapon. I was seated on the cold ground watching and I didn’t dare blink in case I missed any of the action. I am sure that about ten people came over to check if I was alright. Eventually the sun rose and the humans prevailed. You are able to read this now only due to the brave dancing of 20 young warriors who saved the human race by dancing in front of a dirty old chip van.
( , Tue 9 Jun 2009, 12:43, 1 reply)
My most memorable festival experience happened at the chip van stage at 3am on the Sunday morning of Glasto 2000. After the dance tent closed down at way too early o’clock, myself and a friend went looking for more music. We came upon a chip van that was pumping industrial techno. We were suitably hyped up on a range of chemicals, but not long after we got to the chip van stage the mushrooms took hold. The 40 or so revellers morphed into 2 groups battling for galactic dominance. The Cyon-Bots were a race of droids (all in nice shiny aluminium suits) and they were fighting the humans banished from planet earth for an unnatural love of industrial techno. Over the next 2 hours an epic battle ensued with dancing as the only weapon. I was seated on the cold ground watching and I didn’t dare blink in case I missed any of the action. I am sure that about ten people came over to check if I was alright. Eventually the sun rose and the humans prevailed. You are able to read this now only due to the brave dancing of 20 young warriors who saved the human race by dancing in front of a dirty old chip van.
( , Tue 9 Jun 2009, 12:43, 1 reply)
nice
I have been involved in similar dance-o-geddons, the most intense of which had to be Jah Shaka, Glasgow, 2003 or so.
An army of fearless footsoldiers (me) battled fearlessly against an unseen global menace, that even Shaka could only allude to via the medium of infrasound.
A whole historical backstory was transmuted to my brain via Shaka's shamanic hand gestures and intense stares.
I was fighting back the hoardes, my only weapon was fleet-of-foot dance moves, that may have turned into some sort of interplanetary interpretative dance.
Best gig i've ever been to, easily...it took me many months to get over the euphoria it stirred.
JAH
RASTAFARI
( , Tue 9 Jun 2009, 14:30, closed)
I have been involved in similar dance-o-geddons, the most intense of which had to be Jah Shaka, Glasgow, 2003 or so.
An army of fearless footsoldiers (me) battled fearlessly against an unseen global menace, that even Shaka could only allude to via the medium of infrasound.
A whole historical backstory was transmuted to my brain via Shaka's shamanic hand gestures and intense stares.
I was fighting back the hoardes, my only weapon was fleet-of-foot dance moves, that may have turned into some sort of interplanetary interpretative dance.
Best gig i've ever been to, easily...it took me many months to get over the euphoria it stirred.
JAH
RASTAFARI
( , Tue 9 Jun 2009, 14:30, closed)
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