‘EVERYBODY MAKES MISTAKES’ – James Murphy
Damn straight, JM. As previously mentioned in my Music Festival Survival Guide, I’ve done some pretty ridiculous things at music festivals.
Notable highlights include:
Sleeping in bad spots. Examples: too near the fence in the campsite (wee river), too near the amusements (noisy as fuck), beside an unofficial walkway (people falling on the tent), in a jeep in the carpark (let’s ALL bang on the windows). I’m better at picking sleeping spots now. (Oxegen ’04 – ’09)
Entirely forgetting tent pegs. Luckily, this was when EP was still tiny and everyone was almost *too* polite and you could leave your cans outside to keep them cold. Thank you to the scout leader next to us who gave us pegs and help us put up our tent. (Electric Picnic ’07)
Getting stuck in an immense traffic jam and missing most of the Friday acts. If you’re driving, don’t do it at the same time everyone else is doing it. (Electric Picnic ’10)
Forgetting to buy booze, panic buying multiple bottles of wine in the local garage en route. They had corks, we had no corkscrew. God bless you, anonymous gamer teen with the superhuman thumbs for saving the day. (Temple House Festival, ’11)
Drinking too much too quickly and missing all the fun. Don’t drink Buckfast backstage with Fight Like Apes before their set. Unless you are a member of Fight Like Apes, you will NOT be able to hack the sesh. Sidenote: I miss Fight Like Apes </3 (Vantastival ’13)
Having to make a 350km detour across the UK due to a ticketing mishap. This wasn’t me (for once!) It was actually so funny, we weren’t even mad. But maybe double check what day you’ve bought your ticket for BEFORE getting on the ferry. (Glastonbury ’13)
Going for a ‘nature wee’ in a nettle patch. I don’t want to talk about it, ok? (Castlepalooza ’14)
Packing enough cans to give myself GIANT bruises all down my arms and back from carrying them for miles. They were delicious cans, but I should have brought less and just bought booze on site. Arms cost more than Somerset cider. (Glastonbury ’15)
Staying too far away from the festival site. It was a fab Air BnB with a hot tub, but it was a bit of a walk, and hot tubs are very distracting. Our luxurious surrounds and comfy beds meant we were very slow to leave each day. We missed Bjork giving a talk in the hostel downtown that everyone else stayed in, among other things. (Iceland Airwaves ’15)
Forgetting to pack a coat, jumper and phone charger. I know. In my defence (ish) I found out I had a ticket at 3pm on the Friday and was packed and IN TOWN to grab a lift (and a jumper) from my pals by 5.30pm, so all in all it was a good effort. (Body And Soul ’17)
All of this can be avoided by a bit of preplanning. Have a read of my Music Festival Survival Guide here, or just skip to the TL,DR; at the end of it and screenshot the packing list.