2004 GLASTONBURY FESTIVAL

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REVIEW - GLASTONBURY FESTIVAL - a personal view by Judge Trev
Glastonbury Festival - the biggest in Europe - how does one cover such a huge and varied event? Well, we're not going to try. I'll just give my own personal impressions as a humble unpaid performer, lured by the promise of free entrance for my girlfriend and myself. Like so many of the other non-superstar acts which make up the bulk of Glastonbury's artists, we do it for the buzz.

The first realisation which hit me was the sense of escapism from the real world, which is shut off the moment you have negotiated the ticket checkpoints that usher you through the security wall surrounding the festival. Are these necessary, well yes they are if you want to leave the real world behind and bliss out on the reality of Glastonbury's never never land. The question I was asked the most by the young artists and performers and punters I met (what with me going grey now) was "What was it like here in the old days - how was it was different". My answer was that in the old days, the festival was free and that made people feel a personal responsibility for what went on - a desire to contribute something of worth to this wonderful and deep experience. As soon as you pay for something, you expect things to be done for you and this is the essential difference between an event being a life changing and enriching event, and "just" a really good time. I don't criticise the present set up, because I know that nothing stays the same in this existence, and it is a natural progression that the vital sparks of creation must pass through the circle of life, through all its manifestations, until inevitable death reaps its grim harvest - ha ha. This year they seem to have got it about right. Facilities, events, the number of people, all were comfortably in tune. I spent most of the time moving between the Green Futures field and the wilder, faster, Lost Vagueness field. I noticed the deluxe caravan-hotel site at Lost Vagueness where you can get a comfortable caravan with all facilities, with a bottle of champers thrown in.

Noteable acts I encountered were Kissmet, who performed at lost Vagueness and The Green Futures Tadpole Tent. They were quite awesome, having that vital feelgood factor which made people get up and take notice. They also represented the joining of East and West with their form of bangra fusion, an influence of great importance in the present political climate of deadly world division. If only there were more like this. They also played real musical instruments, displaying real human emotions, contrasting with the other DJ techno acts which shared the Gaia dome stage on Lost Vagueness's East-West fusion night. Real Festival Music likes that! The other act which stood out for me was a band consisting of two girls of about 16 occasionally supported by a couple of lads about the same age. They performed at the monday night artists and workers party at the Eartheart marquee in the Undel field. They sung rather uplifting songs in the most beautiful and competent two part harmony I have ever heard. Guys in the audiece were shouting "beauty - more beauty" during their set. Another girl called Kate was very good, accompanying her own lovely vocals on guitar and electric boran. That evening made the whole fest a worthwhile experience...

...But to be honest, the greatest experience for me was of course the two phenomenal Judge Trev performances in the pedal-powered Green Futures Mandala marquee (cough...yes thats me folks), where the attendance varied from about 5 - 100, depending on whether it was raining or not. Backed on jembe by Space Ritual's Jakie Windmill and the ubiquetous Richard Lanchester, I did ok. You see, they thought "Oh Judge Trev - better tuck him away at the end of the field where he won't be noticed" - he he