HOP FARM-
Friday night Bryan Ferry, brilliant and cool, and in the tent the magical Human League.
Saturday had a few highs and lows, Lou Reed, my musical hero, was fucking shite.Played
like he didn't want to be there,and songs that only his hardcore fans would know. Not fest music at all.
Then on pops the loon Iggy Pop.Mad as fuck,like a kid on too many smarties.
THEN......
MANU FUCKING CHAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That was the nuttiest time i've experienced at a live gig. All over the shop, from reggae to ska to punk to
Latino to everything. All at a mad mad tempo.
Sunday was a day of pleasure,from the toe tapping begining from Eliza Doolittle, through to the Bass thumping
Larry Graham, add a touch of that Tiny Tempah fella ,to the most musically brilliant 2 hours of my life,PRINCE.