because me pa was will who i went with.
All i can say is thank fuck i didnt pay £150 for that steaming pile of horseshit.

It was muddy as fuck, two kinds, watery delicious looking chocaltey mud that splashed everywhere and went into my wellies, and the sludgey sticky kind that makes walking 10 meters a complete pain in the arse.

In terms of the music, bright eyes was exceptional, the arcade fire were amazing and bjork was just incredible.
emmy the great was great as well but i couldnt see all of that cos some fuck wit put her on at the same time as modest mouse who were also quite good.
As far as quality of music that's about it, friday is the only day that could be considered halfway decent and everything managed to clash horribly.

I didnt get any of the legendry glasto atmosphere, everyone seemed kinda pissed off and morose during the day, things picked up slightly during the night.

And honestly the only other thing on that bill i'd pay good money for is beirut. Um , yeah to conclude, not good glastonbury, pick it up, that was shite.