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10 Issue 77 / 2015 GUESTLIST guestlist.net It's not about the music man... Glastonbury is a temporary city full of talent shows, with its own church (Sacred Space), community centre (The Green Fields) and housing estates (Oxylers campsite, represent!). There are restaurants, cafes, bars and a mini hospital for the car crashes. Tent life doesn't lend itself to lay-ins; I awoke from a dream orchestrated by the conversation of my neighbours, which you can hear as audibly as your own thoughts when sharing tent space. Apparently there had been a giant bird set on fire and a fireworks display. After pretending not to care much for fireworks (I fucking love fireworks), I decided never to sleep again. It doesn't take much at festivals before you feel like you deserve a drink or treat of some sort. Have you just explored the wider area by foot for 30 minutes? Have a beer. Walked all the way to the toilet and back? Crack open a can. Just been to get some food? A tinny will go down with that nicely. So after Thursday's hike, we were due our first night on the sauce in preparation for Benji B's Deviation night at the Stonebridge Bar where I'd heard rumours of a special guest playing. I'm a huge Benji B fan, a regular listener to his weekly 1am slot on Radio 1/1Xtra every Thursday, and his Deviation club nights at XOYO are known for the quality of the sound system and the unannounced special guests that make each night a treasured memory. The set at Stonebridge Bar started off upbeat and proved a good choice of first night's entertainment for the more indie-leaning members of our group. Then Artwork came on and I struggled to maintain the "good this, innit?" face for long; the music could easily be criticised as repetitive so after a few hours we headed home. As we were leaving the 11 hours of drinking hit me and my legs stopped working. Big up to my new tent friends for carrying me for 25 minutes back to the campsite. Friday brought traditional Glastonbury cloud and heavy rain which cleared towards the end of the day. Despite sleeping from the bar to the tent, I felt horrible and had somehow negotiated that I would watch Florence and the Machine with my new tent friends in exchange for a couple of fags and two beers. I'd sold my night to my vices and now my given word which meant I'd be missing my first choice of performers (Mark Ronson, Rudimental, Hot Chip, Jamie XX). I'm still wincing now. By the time I'd eaten breakfast and scrubbed a lot of my dignity away with a wet wipe in the tent, it started spitting and due to our camping spot opposite the Other Stage, I was happy to wait it out. The benefit of queuing for three hours on the Wednesday is you can pitch a space within view and earshot of one of the stages. Jungle played at the Other Stage at 4.30pm and they were the best act to take that afternoon slot with a strong crowd growing throughout their set despite the ropey weather. After Jungle it started really pelting down but we decided to head out to anywhere that provided music and cover. This came in the form of a London band called Bearcubs playing the BBC Introducing Stage. Offering the first solid bass-heavy set of my festival, their melodic, synth-heavy music went down like a racist joke at a UKIP conference. The lead singer reached the kind of notes that will guarantee him Jamie xx comparisons for most of his career, but if so it would only be a compliment to the potential they showed in their sound. Glastonbury 2015

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