Well, this sums it up pretty well…
Yes, I was there, having cried off last year on the grounds of not wanting to roll in nostalgia or spend money. And they played Elephant Stone. Also Going Down, Standing Here…so how well do you know the words?
It was pretty much a multi-sensory definition of the word lairy; it was good humoured, which helped with the occasional blundering beer-monster crisis; and it rendered my trainers into a biohazard, thanks to the people who created a river of piss uphill of the urinal. Thanks guys. During Waterfall/Don’t Stop of all songs.
Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, anyway, and especially after all those times I’d heard the songs and used the codewords, and always in the knowledge I’d probably never actually hear them played. It also struck me how many people were evidently discovering them for the first time – not just a northern exile pissup.
(That said, it did remind me a bit of Challenge Cup Final day with the informal social control switched off.)
Photos, even if Soizick thinks “Ian Brown sings” is missing a set of inverted commas. (I don’t think you think like I do, no matter how how hard I try. I thought I had the answers.) Review +ve, review -ve. Mani looking disturbingly like Keith.