It was more commercial than I expected. I sort of thought it would be downbeat and a bit like the big chill but with guitars. Not to be.
Queues queues everywhere!
And how my feet they do ache.
Queues queues everywhere!
just for a beer my thirst to slake.
The organisation was shit, the queues weird and unfathomable but Primavera was fun anyway. The opening night party with GSYBE! was brilliant. The friday night was mostly very dull and shit, spent most of it wandering from stage to stage looking for inspiration. At the end of Friday night, well very early saturday morning we tried to see 2manyDJs, but Heather and I both lost our steam lieing down before they came on and only stayed for 20 mins. Sunday however was great even if it did piss down with rain and we had to loose all fashion cred by wearing plastic bags with arm holes (thanks heather for the girl scout push to be sensible). The best part had to be the Kills followed by the White Stripes, a winning combination. The White Stripes suprised me by being a lot more funny live than I thought they would be. Their studio stuff seems all very serious, but the two of them were just messin round and have a laugh when they played live. End of the night was Peaches, which Heather and Neil and I waltzed into via a backstage route, straight past the thousands of people queueing to get in. A rock and roll moment pulled off with panache. But Peaches was crap.
Queueing was the name of the game for the weekend though and none of it was organised properly. Heather and I were remarkably lucky that we only had to queue for 45 mins to find that we couldnīt pick up our prebooked tickets and had to pay in cash at a small booth operated by a couple of guys. Then over to have our fingerprints, voice prints, urine samples and DNA taken to serve as unique identifiers so we couldnīt pass ourselves off as each other. This was a quick operation as there was about 20 people maning that station. The through some more gates, over a drawbridge and through an Xray machine to get in to where they were again checking tickets and our biometric data.
Then finally we were in and we were the lucky ones. Neil, a guy I work with, had to wait in line for hours the next day. For the whole of Friday night there was an enormous queue outside to pick up tickets, but none whatsoever once you got them. Maybe a good thing for us, but it all seems like weirdness to me.
