Leeds festival in cool and uncool format.
So here it is (few days late, old computer is fucked) the Leeds experience broken down.
UNCOOL
Taking two trains and a bus there, an effort that took roughly 3 hours and saw me spend most of my time packed into a train with hardly any seats sat two cubic feet away from an old lady and making a conscious effort not to say the word "fuck."
COOL
Finally getting to the festival and having a sit down on the grass.
UNCOOL
Being patted down by security on the way into the venue with several arrestable drug artifacts on my person and the resulting poker face I had to put on in order to get away with it, also hearing after the gig that thousands upon thousands of drug arrests had been made left me feeling generally like a lucky bastard.
UNCOOL
All the set timetables had sold out so I spent about three hours searching the floor to find one, by the time I'd walked past the Carling tent and heard Nine Black Alps playing from within it was too late to go inside as they'd already put up the fences around it and it was too early in the day for me to be fence jumping Kasabian style like last year.
COOL
Dinosaur Jr's set was quality.
COOL
Drank 10 pints of lager easily.
UNCOOL
10 pints of lager at £2.50 a pint.
COOL
Gave Charlatans frontman Tim Burgess the nickname "Grandad Burgess" after he took to the stage wearing reading glasses.
UNCOOL
Thought I'd missed Arcade Fire.
COOL
Was in fact just drunk and had been watching them for their whole set, only realized it was them when they played Power Out and Rebellion (Lies) in their encore.
UNCOOL
Missed Arctic Monkeys, see schedule debacle.
COOL
The entire Babyshambles set, they turned up 30 minutes late after piping punk classics over the PA system to rile people up, they then proceeded to play a completely dire set that saw a ten minute reggae song and people leaving in droves, once the part time supporters had left however they ripped through some of their more classic stuff like Fuck Forever, Killamangiro and Do You Know Me? A triumph even though musically they're fairly poor.
UNCOOL
Doing various drugs and beer at one stage to the point where my heart reached a medium between fast and slow that allowed me to travel through the very fabric of time... remember specifically saying over the period of 5 minutes "just... wait... gonna... sit... down" and sitting down.
COOL
Foo Fighters, there's nothing much to say about Foo Fighters other than the fact that they were easily the band of the day.
UNCOOL
Apparently after the music there was an absolute ton of rioting, looting and security brutality, but I'd gone home by then.
COOL
Using up the rest of the drug stock in McDonalds toilets and spending about an hour mulling around the otherwise boring as fuck Leeds train station thinking everything was amazing.
UNCOOL
Getting back to Manchester on a comedown, realizing there were no trains running and that I was surrounded by smackheads and gangsters, ultimately getting fleeced £35 for a taxi home.
COOL
Getting home and going to bed, if the night ends with my face in a pillow and not on concrete then it's been a good one.
UNCOOL
Taking two trains and a bus there, an effort that took roughly 3 hours and saw me spend most of my time packed into a train with hardly any seats sat two cubic feet away from an old lady and making a conscious effort not to say the word "fuck."
COOL
Finally getting to the festival and having a sit down on the grass.
UNCOOL
Being patted down by security on the way into the venue with several arrestable drug artifacts on my person and the resulting poker face I had to put on in order to get away with it, also hearing after the gig that thousands upon thousands of drug arrests had been made left me feeling generally like a lucky bastard.
UNCOOL
All the set timetables had sold out so I spent about three hours searching the floor to find one, by the time I'd walked past the Carling tent and heard Nine Black Alps playing from within it was too late to go inside as they'd already put up the fences around it and it was too early in the day for me to be fence jumping Kasabian style like last year.
COOL
Dinosaur Jr's set was quality.
COOL
Drank 10 pints of lager easily.
UNCOOL
10 pints of lager at £2.50 a pint.
COOL
Gave Charlatans frontman Tim Burgess the nickname "Grandad Burgess" after he took to the stage wearing reading glasses.
UNCOOL
Thought I'd missed Arcade Fire.
COOL
Was in fact just drunk and had been watching them for their whole set, only realized it was them when they played Power Out and Rebellion (Lies) in their encore.
UNCOOL
Missed Arctic Monkeys, see schedule debacle.
COOL
The entire Babyshambles set, they turned up 30 minutes late after piping punk classics over the PA system to rile people up, they then proceeded to play a completely dire set that saw a ten minute reggae song and people leaving in droves, once the part time supporters had left however they ripped through some of their more classic stuff like Fuck Forever, Killamangiro and Do You Know Me? A triumph even though musically they're fairly poor.
UNCOOL
Doing various drugs and beer at one stage to the point where my heart reached a medium between fast and slow that allowed me to travel through the very fabric of time... remember specifically saying over the period of 5 minutes "just... wait... gonna... sit... down" and sitting down.
COOL
Foo Fighters, there's nothing much to say about Foo Fighters other than the fact that they were easily the band of the day.
UNCOOL
Apparently after the music there was an absolute ton of rioting, looting and security brutality, but I'd gone home by then.
COOL
Using up the rest of the drug stock in McDonalds toilets and spending about an hour mulling around the otherwise boring as fuck Leeds train station thinking everything was amazing.
UNCOOL
Getting back to Manchester on a comedown, realizing there were no trains running and that I was surrounded by smackheads and gangsters, ultimately getting fleeced £35 for a taxi home.
COOL
Getting home and going to bed, if the night ends with my face in a pillow and not on concrete then it's been a good one.