Me and my camera in someone else’s field, my festival season, my glastonbury
This was taken at the umm…well,ok, I don’t have an exact location for this one either – does it really matter where it was taken? It was at Glasto, that’s all you need to know. They don’t seem to know where they are either so its ok really…
Me and my camera in someone else’s field, my festival season, my glastonbury
In all honesty I don’t really remember taking this shot or where exactly it was or when for that matter but as the saying goes…if you remember Glastonbury you weren’t really there…anyway who needs a memory? That’s what photographs are for right? To fill in the gaps…I read recently that you actually have much less chance of remembering an event if you take a photo as the brain assumes its been taken care of and doesn’t bother storing it…which I guess is what happened in this instance…and all the other instances I can’t recall…
Me and my camera in someone else’s field, my festival season, my glastonbury 
Despacio opened its doors (i know tents don’t really have doors but go with it) in the Silver Hayes area on Thursday at 8pm. There was already a massive queue to get in and it was at capacity within minutes. The rest then queued from that moment on to the moment it closed. Those who made it in will know it was worth the wait…and some.
Me and my camera in someone else’s field, my festival season, my glastonbury
Glastonbury. Pedestrian Gate A. Wednesday 9am (25.6.14) This is the day before the warm up day of the biggest music festival in the world…no-one used to go to Glasto on the Wednesday, now most people arrive then.
As the entrance fee and attendance has increased year on year out the festival go-ers arrives earlier and earlier to make the most of their £250 tickets and to try and get a half decent spot before the hoardes arrive…this year it seemed everyone had that idea.
We got there at 3am the night before to avoid this situation after some valuable advice to avoid wed morning arrival from the Glasto website..thank god no-one else read it. I think I would have been crying into my wellies had got there with this lot but they didn’t seem too bothered…the sun was shining and a lot were already tucking into their tinnies…yes it was 9am but this is Glastonbury. People start early..and they finish 6 days later.
Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
This week’s photos have all been added to the gallery “R u Talkin to Me?”. Please click here to view
Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
This guy is by a landslide the toughest person I’ve ever seen on a mobility vehicle. I had seen him quite a bit around our area but was actually a bit scared taking his picture. I don’t know why, its not like he’s going to catch me…I just think when I looked at him I saw his younger self, all spit and rage on a revved up motorbike, still with the same mohawk and head tats but clad in leather, with a biker chick on the back. He was essentially doing the same thing as he had probably always done…just a lot slower…and without the biker chick.
Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
And so this concludes builder week (apart from a minor space disco interlude) – what is it about men in luminous jackets? I guess they just really stand out for me…drum roll puh-leeasse…
This picture has also been added to the gallery “dead in the mincers” – please click here to view
Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
The Despacio sound system came to the Sonar music festival in Barcelona. This is what happened…
…I cannot recall a time in my life when I have been in a room with that many happy people. It is an experience none of us will ever forget.
To see the full gallery please click here
To read my review of the very first Despacio at Manchester International festival please click here
Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
