Some personal highlights...
Friday is a bit of a blur, but I did have an awesome time. I remember catching bits of Au Revoir Simone and they sounded lovely. Caught up with the Smittens gang and we all danced like loons to cheesy 80's pop classics in the shed. I went to the bathroom and heard Dream Bitches' Maniacal Mechanic being played in the marquee, which made me develop a giant cheese-eating grin. I love that song. In there, I remember drunkenly wondering whether the flourescent tubes on the table in the marquee were tubes of sherbet or glow sticks. I soon found out that they were full of sugary goodness. Oh and Silke gave me a Pop Kombinat tote bag. Yay! Back to the tent for drinking and funness.
Saturday was when it really started. It was hard leaving Little My in the middle of their set, but I just had to see Let's Whisper on the train. And they were awesome.
I'm sure they get awfully tired of always getting requests for the ice cream song, but it still makes me so happy.
I LIKED YOU BETTER WHEN YOU WERE EATING ICE CREAM!! LALALALALALA!
The rest of the Saturday went by quickly. The Lovely Eggs were rather brilliant in the church, despite the fact that they didn't play their amazing Christmas song. I guess it was July. Tender Trap were great on the main stage. Watched from Camera Obscura from afar whilst eating a yummy curry.
After working a bit on the merch stand and watching Emmy The Great, it was time for my highlight of the day, the "secret" marquee gig. Members from One Happy Island, The Smittens, The Just Joans, Allo Darlin and Moustache of Insanity took it in turns to play a song or two to a packed tent.
This was seriously amazing....
Afterwards we headed back to the campsite and finally managed to get into the disco tent. Dancing, dancing, drinking, drinking....then eventually...sleep.
Sunday and I started getting nervous pretty much immediately. What if nobody would show to our train show?
Anyway, we watched a bit of The Smittens and headed to the platform. To our surprise the place was packed. The train was early but we all piled on. Our set seemed to go down well. When the train came back to the platform, we realised we had taken the wrong train and there was even more people waiting for us.....so we stayed on the train and played another set for them. It was much quieter, but also really nice. All in all I think we played for one hour and ten minutes and got through 19 songs. That was quite some PRS form to fill in.
After the giant set we dropped of our stuff I got back to merch tent and realised that pretty much all our records had been sold. Woo zaa!
Bill Moustache in front of the wheely thing.
Anyway, we watched a bit of The Smittens and headed to the platform. To our surprise the place was packed. The train was early but we all piled on. Our set seemed to go down well. When the train came back to the platform, we realised we had taken the wrong train and there was even more people waiting for us.....so we stayed on the train and played another set for them. It was much quieter, but also really nice. All in all I think we played for one hour and ten minutes and got through 19 songs. That was quite some PRS form to fill in.
Sadly this meant we missed the Talulah Gosh set, but you know....these things happen.
After the giant set we dropped of our stuff I got back to merch tent and realised that pretty much all our records had been sold. Woo zaa!
And then....one of the big highlights of the weekend. Art Brut in the shed. AMAZING!
Elizabeth and Pete
Elizabeth and The Smittens trying to decide whether to brave the rain for Teenage fanclub.
Elizabeth playing football with Little My.
Monday....all over....brekkie...packing up a soggy tent....
365 days or so to go to the next one.
Thank you Stuart and everyone involved for an incredible weekend.
What a lovely summary! I think this year may even have been more fun than last year - and thanks for putting your DC Comics video up! There are so many photos on the indietracks flickr where you can see me trying to lean away from a flailing Argos... Hannah x
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