Latitude Day 3 – Mistaken identity and a spot of sleb spotting

So there I was standing patiently in the potato wedges queue when I felt a tap on my shoulder.
"Excuse me sir, are you the singer from The Mars Volta?"
I looked at my reflection in the window: ‘fro, tight black top, tight skinny fit jeans and black pointy boots. I smiled sheepishly. I was starved and hungover, and replied no to the old man. His daughter had dragged him to TMV’s progathon last night.
We discussed prog for a while and what a great festival Latitude was turning out to be. I was tempted to bring up King Creosote, but I really needed to eat.
An hour later I caught Alex Turner, Matt Helders and the Arctic Monkeys bassist eyeing the pie stall feverishly. Slebs: common as muck.