i) Jimmy Cliff was on the bill on the main stage and about four from the top while Olly Murs was headlining the main stage. What sort of fucking world are we living in where our values are that out-of-kilter? I felt embarrassed for Jimmy Cliff, who was bloody excellent.
ii) The weather was shit awful and it was a veritable mud bath for most of the day. The only time the sun threatened to shine was when Jimmy Cliff came on stage; the time when the heavens opened and it really pissed it down was when Cher Lloyd came on stage. An unfortunate fluke of weather timing or divine justice wishing to drown any fucker who stayed around to listen to Lloyd. You decide...
iii) I very much liked the Signal Fires. They're an indie band from Woking and they're a bit Joy Division, early U2 and Editors. Apart from Jimmy Cliff, they were the best thing I saw. Bastille were also pretty decent.
iv) Nouvelle Vague are a French band. With jazz influences. They do covers and murdered Love Will Tear Us Apart by Joy Division when I saw them. Other songs in their routine also include Blue Monday by New Order. Note to producers: a good idea on paper and two photogenic female singers does not a ground-breaking band make. Fuck off.
v) Demanding £16 for two pies with mash and gravy is daylight robbery. I don't care how good the pies were. You charged £2 for a portion of mash and £1 for a portion of gravy. You should have been wearing masks and carrying flintlock pistols you robbing fuckers.
vi) The memory of Gary Numan is much better than the reality of seeing him live now. Particularly when he suffered from a few technical hiccups and system malfunctions before and during his set. Are Friends Electric? They weren't today, Gary.
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