I've just returned from a great weekend at Oxegen with the team, where I was amazed at my restraint being able to stand on stage behind the guitar tech during The Raconteurs and resisting the urge to lunge at Jack White. So back in the office and we're into discussions for other festivals to be attended over the next couple of months.
I was bitterly disappointed a couple of weeks ago when my main festival for the Summer was cancelled due to lack of ticket sales (Tapestry Festival is pretty small, but I didn't realise that by two of my mates waiting for pay-day the whole event could be in jeopardy), so I'm trying to decide on a replacement. There's so many to pick from, my brain is completely fried. The biggest problem is everyone has a different idea of which is festival nirvana, so trying to organise large group expeditions is impossible.
Will they keep multiplying like mutant cells, bubbling under the grass and erupting to the surface like musical boils with stages and portaloos, until every weekend is vying for your attention with hundreds of bands flying through the air to meet their 15 weekend commitments across the globe. I reckon it'll have to implode at some point, in the meatime we're spoilt for choice. So I'm looking for the light S&M, hair metal, nosebleed inducing, polka dot encrusted, non-muddy festival in the south west of England on a Saturday with on site accommodation and just me and hundreds of fit rock blokes attending. If you hear tickets are on sale, let me know.