Wheeeee! I went to my first music festival this weekend - Latitude
We arrived shortly after nine and pitched mattp
's tent on the day camper's field, and then wandered off to the festival area itself. We explored the woods, saw the Lyric Hammersmith perform a brilliant version of Midsummer Night's Dream
, and then after some wandering around and spotting things like interesting coloured sheep
and an artist painting in what looked like a toilet but he assured us wasn't
we went to lie in the sun by the Obelisk arena and half-heartedly listened to Corinne Bailey Rae's set, and then caught Frank Turner
, whose music I have now gone from liking to loving
, particularly Photosynthesis
("I won't sit down, I won't shut up, and most of all I will not grow up..."
♥) and then immediately afterwards, one of the highlights of the weekend, James
I have wanted to see James live for years, and I was already tempted to go to Latitude before I found out that they would be performing as I knew that Belle & Sebastian
were playing (another group I have longed to see for years) — but finding out that James were playing sealed the deal. Having slowly made our way to the front of the crowd during the soundcheck, we were only a few rows back by the time James came on stage and able to see and hear everything perfectly. It was amazing
took down the setlist, and I've located YouTube videos and put together a Spotify playlist
- Ring the Bells
- Getting Away With It (All Messed Up)
- I Wanna Go Home
- Out to Get You
- Sit Down
I loved hearing the new ones (to me), and they played all the ones I was really hoping for as well: Sit Down
(who can't love those songs?!) and Ring the Bells
We then headed off to find some food and sat around talking a while before going to watch Crystal Castles doing... I don't even know. The singer appeared to be smashed out of her face, though, so it was an amusing watch, even if the "music" was only just tolerable. Epic lulz when the audience stole her microphone and shoes when she tried crowd-surfing.
After that, Belle & Sebastian! Before they started playing, mattp
pointed out a young kid standing in front of us and whispered "do you think he was even born when they formed?" - I said no, and we joked for a few minutes about it before talking about tracks we wanted to hear, at which point the little kid turned round and demonstrated a better working knowledge of the discography than Matt and I put together. Oops!
Anyway, the setlist was fab, and the performance great as ever:
- I'm a Cuckoo
- Step Into My Office Baby
- The State I Am In
- I'm Not Living In The Real World (from the forthcoming album)
- If You're Feeling Sinister
- Sukie in the Graveyard
- Fox in the Snow
- Jumping Jack Flash - this is the very performance I saw!
- Funny Little Frog
- Boy with the Arab Strap
- If You Find Yourself Caught In Love
- Judy and the Dream of Horses
- Sleep the Clock Around
- Encore: Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying
- Encore: Legal Man
The set could only have been better if they'd played Piazza, New York Catcher
, The Blues Are Still Blue
or It Could Have Been A Brilliant Career
was still running through my head even after the B&S set as we were going to bed; if I absolutely had to choose between the two as the highlight of the day, I think it would be James.
We grabbed some more food after the set, then wandered off to the tent again. We both struggled to sleep, me from cold and discomfort1
just from the hard ground, though we managed to get a few hours in the end, and I slept on the bus and train back to London in the morning. We came back to Greenwich to dump bags and play some games, and then headed off to kittystryker
's housecooling party before she returns to the US.
1: lesson learnt for next year: a sleeping bag alone will not protect you from stoney ground. Especially not a thin one. I was so glad to make it back to bed again last night!