Firstly, get over to Karen M’s excellent new blog right now & read today’s post. Do this before going on to ‘secondly’ here. I’ll wait patiently until you get back...
Okay. Welcome back. Now, secondly it’s back to the music. But first (or should that be ‘thirdly’?), a reflection...
Amongst the multitude of recreational activities that the moiling masses embrace, there are several that leave me cold. But the one that, in the mere contemplation, brings me out in hives is camping.
In its restless search for shelter, humanity spent millennia moving from holes in the ground to caves to material stretched over sticks to shacks made out of branches & animal excrement to log cabins to houses.
To return voluntarily to any of the phases that come before houses seems to me perverse beyond measure. To actually pay to crawl around beneath an expanded handkerchief, surrounded by multitudes of others doing the same mere inches away represents for me the world as a painting by Hieronymus Bosch.
So for all that it’s got to be the apotheosis of all festivals celebrating the performance arts across the globe, Glastonbury has never been an option. And yet each year I watch it avidly, leaving the screen only to replenish my glass in my well-appointed kitchen or to visit my very accommodating john with its books, magazines, paper & fully functioning flush mechanism.
For me the best-in-show acts for 2007 were Arcade Fire, Toumani Diabete, Seth Lakeman, The Editors, Bjork, Maximo Park & Amy Winehouse. As the last notes died away, I made my way across the deep-pile carpet to YouTube to check out some of the artists in studio settings. And then, of course, as you do, I wandered around that teeming souk way into the small hours, gathering up riches.
Some of these I shall share with you in a shiny new PP feature called ‘You should have heard just what I seen...’. And if you recognise that title as a verse from Who Do You Love? by the majestic Bo Diddley, then I reckon you’ll like just what you see.
‘You should have heard just what I seen’
Rising virtually without trace two or three years ago, Seth Lakeman suddenly & almost without precedent made folk music sexy. Although the songs are all his own, they draw deep on British traditional form & style. Lady Of The Sea comes from his second album.