Tell It like It Is.....: Splendour in the Grass...continued

On the Jacks and Dry now, totally over the beer thing.
Condescending is a word that comes to mind right now.
There's a lot more people here to see Shihad than I expected, but they are a great band, especially live, Sarah Blasko wasn't as packed.

OMG - she's really painful. Blonde, about 20 ish - maybe not even - loud - politically incorrect - and condescending - all three are really loud, and painful.

SUNDAY - 24/07/05
Crowd is mellow. A lot of younger people - more media - Channel V.
They bailed us up in the line up for the showers - how embarrassing! I turned my back to the camera, I mean, the shower line??? We really aren't looking our best here.
Willie Mason is fantastic, my kimd of mellow - I was thinking how MCITG both like black music, but such different styles and eras.
It's gonna rain and get cold - I think I left the tarp out in the rain.
Air pressure has dropped, temperature has dropped. There's not much shelter - a big tent a short sprint away.
I wonder how legible this will be to me or anyone else.
Gumboots!! What a good idea. There's not enough rubbish bins. The place is filthy. I bought a jacket for me and a stubby holder for MCITG.
The sour smell of yesterdays grog at the beer tents should be enough to put anyone off drinking.
Willie Mason is pretty good when you're stoned and at a festival. Hope I get around to blogging this.
Drinking coffee.
It's slowly filling up - Kid Confucius was pretty good, but the tent was way too close to the beer tent and I couldn't put up with the rank smell. Should eat soon.
Lots of faces look familiar, and yet I know none of them. Quite odd really.
Not one babe that I would bother to take home. Not that I would have much chance. My true form from last night - blind - stoned. Talking to Lionel - a local guy that was there because he was with the crew that put up the rigging for the tents - he had a very big vocabulary - rather an intelligent guy. And he had a huge bag of pot that he was more than willing to share.
The wind has picked up slightly.
Glad I bought stuff.
I wonder if he is really a crusader? (Willie Mason) or just a guy that got lucky and now gets to preach his words/songs to an attentive audience - or is he a regular joe?
People watching and speculating.
OMG - Sean Staunton just walked past. I haven't seen him in years. He looks exactly the same as ever, a little older but he has aged well. He's waving at a girl, looks like his girlfriend. Wonder if he's drinking?
I'm still pretty mellow - long day ahead.1.45pm, Moby is not on until 9pm, that's a fair wait.
Need to call Byron Taxi and confirm.
Some odd getups, poeple express themselves in so many ways - OMG - a safari suit.
God I feel old - It's hard, with so many different types of people around, for me to put them all in the box I think they should go in.
Who, in their right minds, brings kids to something like this.
There's so many oddballs. Do these people have a niche? Or are they also on the fringe?
That's my life - I moved on - dropped out - rebelled - moved on again - reached out - left out - put out - copped out - blacked out......
I might be sunburned and am sore, not used to sleeping on the ground, got a chiro appointment on Tuesday, thank God.
This band doesn't rock my world.
There's a lot of wannabes out there.
Sandflies? I seem to be itching.

Girls(me) with bad hair, guys with bad hair, some with really great hair, kids with great hair.
There's a girl, there, wearing a "handkerchief" top and 3/4 length lightweight pants, she makes me cold just looking at her.
There's a guy in a dress and a fur coat, everyone's muddy.
2.15 - time's going so slowly. I want to eat, but don't want to get up - I'll lose my seat. The thing about going to one of these things on your own, you got no-one to mind your seat.
The sun has some sting - even through the clouds.
Said I'd call MCITG, not that he will really care, it was nice that he called me on Friday night though.
So glad I'm not drinking today, I need to get some more H2O.
How many rockstars are roaming in the crowd?
Heaps of merchandise sold.
The temple has opened again for the day.
There are people that appear to glow. There are the beautiful people, the NQR's, the people that don't have to try but are beautiful anyway.
Sun coming out is warming the place up.
There's mods, sk8ties, footballers, yobbos, plenty of young dumb and full of cum types. School friends, model types, fat, stoned, skinny, undercover cops, other observers too. Some that don't even know that they're doing it. Lots of stoned people. Fat people that aren't dressed right, boys in blue - heaps of those.
So want something to eat. Sour smell of alcohol still hovering in the air. It's the sun coming out, that's good but I'm getting sunburnt.
Some old guy just took a photo of the crowd.
Some very drunk guys.
Can really tell the visual people in the crowd.
Have indigestion still, lots of hippies around. Not much speed, or at least not obvious.
Hah, there's last night's coke idiot.
This guy sits down next to me and shows me this lump of white stuff in a bag. He then asked me how he should break it up. I asked him what it was, he said coke. I said "Credit card idiot". he then looked at me blankly and showed me a safety pin that he was scratching at it with. Anyone that stupid doesn't deserve coke, I almost said that to him. I felt like taking it off him and telling him that, and then telling him to go away. I pulled out some lip gloss from my bag and proceeded to roll it over the bag until it was crushed up. The guy says - get this - "That's still too big to put up my nose". Again, I felt like hitting him in the head and taking it off him. So I gave him an empty can, and told him to do what I just had, and roll the edge of the can over it until it's crushed enough to sort. So dickhead turns the can upside down, letting whatever it was inside it leak out all over the bag - which has tiny holes in it by now - and then says "Half of it's gone". At this point, anyone would have smacked this guy in the head and took it off him. I told him that it wasn't gone, it was wet. He asks me what he's supposed to do with it then, I told him to "Dry it out idiot". I think he got the message because he got up and left then.
Last night went fast, but I was drunk.
Need shoulder cracked.
Not eavesdropping much. Not a lot of good tatts - heaps of piercings.
It's gong to get really cold later.
Everyone's looking for a place to sit down. I haven't seen anyone arrested, but that reminds me of the bitch fight I saw last night.
I was going back to my tent for more clothes and to get stoned, and there were these two chicks going for it, one was screaming at the other one to "Let go of my hair cunt", and the other one was yelling "I'm going to get you". There was four security guys trying to pull them apart, and then one of them was being dragged away saying "I beat you bitch, I won". It was so funny.
Wow, A whole group of freaky looking people, NQR, but at least THEY have friends. Kinda nerdy looking.
A dude dressed in orange, wearing fairy wings is being stopped for photographs.
This is kinda like trying to capture the pictures on film, but in words instead.

Confirmed - 6am pick up.

Bloc Party have drawn a huge crowd. It also reduced the loo line up considerably.

At this point, I put down my pen and enjoyed the music. I remember wandering around the stalls once more and getting a beanie, I ate heaps, drank lots of coffee, and talked to some people.

I made my way into the main tent, and wandered up toward the front. It was really crowded in there, but at least it was warm.
The Finn brothers were totally awesome. They played so many songs that I know, and some Split Enz stuff as well. Their version of Hunters "Throw your arms" was really good too. I love that song though.

Waited around for Moby, and I was not disappointed. His stage show was brilliant, and the music, even though I couldn't tell you the name of one song, was fabulous.

I had a great time at Splendour in the Grass, and I will go again next year, if it's on. In fact, I might take the time out to go to the Byron Bay Blues festival if they bother to put it on again.