Festivals: The Argument.

In lieu of Biology revision, today I bring you a blog on one of the most important questions to have faced mankind in recent years: Are festivals (the music variety, not like a gay pride march or anything) good? As I spent the best weekend of my life at Glastonbury in 2007, it will probably be a fairly one-sided argument. But, in the interests of unbiased journalism, I'll do my best.

First, the pros:

• The Bands. All your favourite musical masterminds gathered in one place. Your chance to see The Who, Bloc Party, Manic Street Preachers and Klaxons (Twice). And all for a fraction of the price of going to see them all seperately.
• The Atmosphere: 140'000 people all there to enjoy the weekend. Like Bolton, but with nice people.
• The Drugs: Where else could you walk into a tent to find it literally packed with people smoking marijuana. Nowhere else, that's where.
• The People: smiles and happiness everywhere you look. The Outsider Indie Kid mixing with doped up 60 year old Hippies. brilliant.

And now, the cons:

• The Bands- Who wants to wake up at 10 on a Sunday morning to the strains of Kate Nash's unique brand of nasal annoyance-pop?
• The Atmosphere - 9 hours to get out of the car park. Enough said.
• The Drugs: After being sent sprawling into the mud for the 5th time by some idiot who's had one too many "Herbal Highs", it gets hard to see the funny side.
• The People: 140'000 people going without a shower for 3 days. Not too nice.

So, festivals have both good points and bad points. But they're still awesome. So, y'know, go to one. Go on. Right now. Stop reading this and go.

Song of the day: Hunting For Witches - Bloc Party. Kele Okereke once did an interview with NME about how he hated to be interviewed. I'm not sure whether this is more ironic or hypocritical, so I'll say its both. How hypocritically ironic. Still a great great band though.