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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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I got to go to Glastobury 2000 (the dry year) for the price of a telephone call - YAY!
There I was, 21 years old sat at home watching The Priory hosted by Jamie Theakston and Zoe Ball, guest starring Kylie Minogue when the weekly competition appears on screen: identify the reason the person was famous. Easy, thinks I: it was the chappie who reads out the footballs scores of a weekend. I knew this because he'd appeared on a programme not less than a week before.
Verily I dialled the number and chirpily gave my answer to the friendly lady at the other end of the line, who sounded incredulous I knew, and so asked. I told her what I've just told you. She took my details and within the hour I was watching the rest of the show when teeny, tiny Kylie reads my name out (and pronounced it correctly to boot) as the excitable winner of a free pair of glorious Glasto tickets! YAY!
I spent that weekend enjoying the delights of The Happy Mondays (overrated), Reef, Coldplay, Slimboy Fat, Kelis (Best. Set. Ever. Kaleidescope is far too overlooked as a debut album), The Orb and Basement Jaxx. (And to this day my brother has never forgiven me for choosing Basement Jaxx over David Bowie on the Pyramid Stage on the Sunday night as my entertainment of choice.)
The only festival I've ever been to and I didn't have to pay! Plus, Kylie read my name out on national television!
( , Wed 10 Jun 2009, 12:44, 2 replies)
I got to go to Glastobury 2000 (the dry year) for the price of a telephone call - YAY!
There I was, 21 years old sat at home watching The Priory hosted by Jamie Theakston and Zoe Ball, guest starring Kylie Minogue when the weekly competition appears on screen: identify the reason the person was famous. Easy, thinks I: it was the chappie who reads out the footballs scores of a weekend. I knew this because he'd appeared on a programme not less than a week before.
Verily I dialled the number and chirpily gave my answer to the friendly lady at the other end of the line, who sounded incredulous I knew, and so asked. I told her what I've just told you. She took my details and within the hour I was watching the rest of the show when teeny, tiny Kylie reads my name out (and pronounced it correctly to boot) as the excitable winner of a free pair of glorious Glasto tickets! YAY!
I spent that weekend enjoying the delights of The Happy Mondays (overrated), Reef, Coldplay, Slimboy Fat, Kelis (Best. Set. Ever. Kaleidescope is far too overlooked as a debut album), The Orb and Basement Jaxx. (And to this day my brother has never forgiven me for choosing Basement Jaxx over David Bowie on the Pyramid Stage on the Sunday night as my entertainment of choice.)
The only festival I've ever been to and I didn't have to pay! Plus, Kylie read my name out on national television!
( , Wed 10 Jun 2009, 12:44, 2 replies)
Awesome!
But I also will never forgive you for Basement Jaxx over Bowie. Shame on you. And shame on KYlie for giving you the ticket to abuse!
( , Wed 10 Jun 2009, 13:18, closed)
But I also will never forgive you for Basement Jaxx over Bowie. Shame on you. And shame on KYlie for giving you the ticket to abuse!
( , Wed 10 Jun 2009, 13:18, closed)
M...
...whahahahahaha!
It was when Basement Jaxx were good (think Remedy - everything since's been a pile of unmitigated shiteballs). At the time all I could associate Bowie with was *that* codpiece from Labyrinth. *shudder*
( , Wed 10 Jun 2009, 16:39, closed)
...whahahahahaha!
It was when Basement Jaxx were good (think Remedy - everything since's been a pile of unmitigated shiteballs). At the time all I could associate Bowie with was *that* codpiece from Labyrinth. *shudder*
( , Wed 10 Jun 2009, 16:39, closed)
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