Wednesday 24 October 2012

Oh Glastonbury

 
Several weeks ago I became one of the lucky few to secure myself a ticket to next summers Glastonbury Festival. With tickets selling out in record time, 1 hour and 40 minutes to be precise, I’ve been left wondering what it is that makes this West Country festival so damn popular? Will the hype of Glastonbury ever die down? And will Mr Eavis ever get the chance to retire? Here comes a musical rant.
A sucker for a soggy weekend in a Somerset field drinking lukewarm cider and wading through knee high mud, my love for music festivals was established back in 2009 with my first and by no means last visit to Glastonbury Festival.  Back then tickets didn’t sell out in a matter of hours. There was no staring at a computer screen all morning waiting for the site to load and no 85 frantic redials on your mobile only to hear an engaged tone on the ticket hotline. I simply turned on my computer several weeks after they went on sale and ordered myself a ticket.  No stress, no fuss and no “sorry tickets for Glastonbury Festival are now sold out.”

Unfortunately things went down hill from there.  After 2009 if you weren’t logged onto your computer at 9am on the day sales began, it was almost certain that you wouldn’t get a ticket. And to be quite honest, if you were logged onto the site at 9am chances are you still wouldn’t get a ticket.
 
In the late 1970’s Glastonbury Festival was a free event and an opportunity for travellers from across the world to come together to provide peace and freedom and enjoy local music. Yet today I worry that the festival is starting to lose the friendly, happy go lucky vibes that it has always offered. In the past three years Glastonbury has become much more of a status thing, with people no longer going for the friendly atmosphere or to enjoy the hundreds of events that are held across the site each day.  A ticket automatically enters you into the so called ‘cool gang’. A gang where the following rules apply: you must consume as much alcohol as possible during the weekend, you must act like an idiot and you must pretend to like all of the same uber cool indie bands as your friends.
My views may sound controversial, but with every passing festival year they become even more apparent. Don’t get me wrong, Glastonbury will always be the world’s greatest music festival, but my main concern is that many of today’s attendees aren’t there just to enjoy the music. Glastonbury=the 21st century cool persons festival.