After The Apocalypse came once again this year (thankfully during The Verve and I'd made my escape), the site was left like a giant slosh of a mud pit meaning moving from stage to stage was almost out of the question as it took almost an hour to get anywhere of interest.
What didn't help the mood was that Sunday has the considerably shitter line up and 3 of the bands I wanted to see all clashed - So out of Tokyo Police Club, The Hold Steady and Iglu & Hartly I plumped for the topless Californian surfer dude-types, mainly so I could claim bragging points this time next year when they are massive. They put on a great show for 30 mins, not sure it'll work over an album - but I'm happy with my sweaty man hug and free frisbee.
