So, after
endless months of speculation, the line up for Glastonbury 2013 has been
announced.
It came out
Wednesday night (as I’m writing this it’s Friday, Good Friday actually,
morning) so I’ve had a day or so to ponder upon it all and wonder what it’ll
really be like.
Like many things
in life, it is impossible for it to have lived up to (mine, or anyone else’s)
expectations. It’s a bit like wondering about a big lottery win; what would you
do with all that money? What would your dream line-up for Glastonbury be? What
was I really expecting?
There were a few
times in the past couple of years, since the last festival, that I’ve daydreamed
about who might have been pulled out of the Eavis’ metaphorical magic hat. Could
they have got Led Zeppelin to reform? What would have been the possibility of Pink
Floyd half reforming and giving it a go? Would they go off the wall and pick a wholly
unsuitable, but massive heavy metal band such as AC/DC? How about Kate Bush? Dylan?
Could it be Prince?
Putting all such
notions to one side, I’ve then thought about who I’d personally like to see-The
Fall, of course, and the perennial favourites such as The Flaming Lips and Wilco.
Then there’s the possibility of artists who
I’ve just got into or heard a little bit of but never seen live. The other side
of the coin are artists who I really liked for a while, but who have slightly slipped
off my radar.
Whichever way it
was, upon seeing that line-up for the first time on Wednesday, I scanned it and
speed read it for those artists who weren’t on there; The Fall, The National,
Flips etc. A bit like a very spoilt child at Christmas, there was a certain
level of disappointment. Where were all these great bands that should have been
on there? How come Mumford & Sons were headlining? Was it the first sign of
the Apocalypse? What are the four horsemen? Famine, death, pestilence and plague?
Are a bunch of flat-capped posh boys bringing up the rear?
However, on
reflection and having had a good nights’ sleep, I’ve looked at it all again and
realised that it’s not half bad. Discounting the aforesaid Mumfords, there’s some
pretty good stuff potentially. (Still not wholly convinced about the Rolling Stones.)
Elvis Costello, Dinosaur Jr, Vampire Weekend, Portishead, The Strypes and Evan
Dando will be worth a look see.
Anyway, as I keep
reading and hearing about Glasto, it’s not about the music it’s so much more. And
whilst I agree, it does kind of beg the question that if that’s the case, then why
not just spend a few days in a random muddy field with your mates getting stoned
and pissed? Wouldn’t it be cheaper?
Only joking.
Glastonbury is something
so special and I can’t wait until June.
Off to get some
new wellies.
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