You may remember that a short time ago, the boyshape and I took a brief soujourn to Reading Festival. I'm not sure how well-known this music festival is outside of the UK, but it and its sister festival in Leeds (called Leeds Festival...) take place every year over the August bank holiday weekend in England. Dan and I purchased day tickets to visit on the Friday, because I wanted desperately to see headliners The Cure. However, we really loved the atmosphere (and the shopping) and if we go again will book weekend tickets so that we can go with friends and have a tent in which to dump all our stuff instead of hoiking it around the entire time.
Incidentally, Wikipedia sayeth that Reading Fest is the oldest music festival still running today, which is pretty cool. I did not know that.
Most of the bands on the Friday line-up we weren't hugely interested in, although we did catch a bit of The Hives's show and had to suffer through Paramore (sorry, I just can't seem to get into them AT ALL) as they were the last group performing pre-Cure and we wanted to make sure we were somewhere with a good view.
There was an hour's train ride to get to the festival and then a lot of walking; the interesting thing was that many of the houses and shops along the route from the station to the festival grounds had set up market stalls in their driveways and gardens. One woman was selling little stuffed animals from her garden wall and I bought a bat for £1, which I considered a good omen.
Upon arriving at the festival we got our wristbands and took a few hours to get our bearings and do a bit of shopping. I treated myself to lots of half-price and sale goodies including a pretty new corset and top hat. :-) We also amused ourselves with a bit of Goth-spotting; Goths were definitely in the minority amongst the shorts-and-wellies-clad attendees but there were many old-school types in leather and aviators, one girl looking fab in a long net skirt and corset top and - run away with me now, please - I did spot one young lass in bloomers and stripy tights. It was love. ;-)
|Dan enjoying one of his many, many, many, many cups of tea. The man likes tea.|
|Me derpy-derping, shortly after eating a breakfast burrito. That thing had saute potatoes in! It was incredible...|
|Standard touristy photo!|
Robert Smith sounds no less incredible than I expected, and is still rocking big hair and sequins for which I applaud him! The band played many of my favourites including A Forest, One Hundred Years, Friday I'm In Lovr (of course!!) and The Caterpillar, which sounded brilliant live. Watching The Cure in the rain was definitely one of the high points of my year. They are such an iconic band that I could hardly believe I was really seeing them - I know, I'm such a fangirl!
The whole experience was very different from the small gigs I usually attend but I absolutely loved it, it was a real treat to see one of my favourite bands and I look forward to going again one year soon. :-)