Listen. Glastonbudget. Tribute bands. Ace. In fact, completely and totally ace, all round. No argument.
Where else this year could you possibly hear the greatest hits of Nirvana,The Prodigy, Take That, The Who,The Police, Feeder (okay, so you can’t haveeverything…), Pink Floyd,Guns’n’Roses, T-Rex, The SexPistols, U2, The Jam, The Red HotChilli Peppers and Oasis all on the samebill?
Not to mention the real Neville Staple(last year it was Chas’n’Dave) and a wholestage full of unsigned local bands you’ll pretend youmight go and see at some point (but never will).
Exactly why it’s such a good thing thatGlastonbudget exists can be summed up by thoseexperiences which, at the time, made you want to turnround and punch your fellow festival-goer – no matterhow blissed out you were at the time on pear cider andthe mushroom risotto you bought from the hippies inthe Green Fields.
Take as an example the woman at last year’sBenicassim who, in the middle of a storming set by Morrissey which was slowly winning over even the beautiful people who’d been popular at school by using virtually only material from his hit ‘comeback’ album Ringleader Of The Tormentors, shouted, “Why’s he playing this rubbish? Why doesn’t he do the one about the double-decker bus?”
Or the time you went to see Oasis and they acted like they were bored, couldn’t be bothered and that the whole playing-a-huge-stadium thing was a very, very tedious chore. Or the time [insert name of your favourite band here] insisted on playing only material from their as-yet-unreleased experimental world music concept album instead of a single song you knew the words to.
You see, at Glastonbudget no band ever gives theimpression that playing in a very large field is achore, and they always, always give you the one aboutthe double-decker bus (or their band’s equivalent).Because, just like on the nights they and theirbrethren play in the local pub at the end of yourroad, tribute bands can be relied on – nay, guaranteed- to play the same ‘favourite greatest hits’ setyou’ve burned onto an 80-minute CD-R for the carstereo, and to look as if they’re having the time oftheir lives doing it.
Which means that you don’t care whether or notthey’re tributing a band you like because, by the veryfact that the ‘original’ band are famous and popularenough to have a tribute act mirroring their everymove, you’ll know more of their songs than you thoughtyou did and they’ll play every one you can namewithout looking up their back catalogue on Google.
Unless you’re so much of an obsessive that you’ve seenthe tribute band several times already and are onfirst name terms with their bassist, inwhich case you’ll still enjoy this every bit as muchas the real thing. You will, just trust me.