Good but Not That Good.

30 12 2009

So, I should have written this last week, but I have been really busy, and to be honest I didn’t really know what I was going to say.  We toddled off to minehead for ATP meeting up with Jackie, Neil and KP, getting into the chalet really early.  Which was nice, but we had a few drinks and had to wait for Dave and his mates to turn up to get Jackies wristband.

Unfortunately they were a few drinks too long and by the time we left the chalet, we had missed Alexander Tucker and hit Bardo Pond.  To say that they weren’t really our thing was an understatement.  Neil called them Boardo Pond.  We then saw Om, which I really liked before moving to another stage for Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks.  They were really good.  Things started to go a little fuzzy for me then and I had to go and have a lie down, missing the Yeah Yeah Yeahs.

Luckily I did, because apparantly it was terible and Neil had to get dragged out of the front of the Mosh pit.  I managed to regroup and then went to see Múm (pronounced Moom), who were really good, but tiredness got the better of me and at the end of them we headed back to the chalet.

Waking up the next day Neil, H and myself headed to the swimming pool for a few goes on the slides and then went into town for a bite to eat.

Saturday evening came and we had seen Shellac, Melvins, Porn…before Modest Mouse came on.  I was so excited about this, they are one of my favourite bands, and having seen them before, I was looking forward to a great show…

What I got was the start of a great show, with dody sound quality and a lead singer whose voice was nearly gone.  Musically they were awesome, but when the lead singer is swigging from a bottle of vinegar and cayenne pepper you know that you are going to be in trouble.

When a couple of them had a chat on stage, you knew there was going to be an early finish to the gig, but any normal person would have done some of the big singles.  A Modest Mouse set without float on is just dissappointing, and that sense of dissappointment followed me through the whole evening.

We went and had a few drinks in the Crazy horse before heading to see Beak>.  We didn’t last very long as none of us were really in the mood for bleepy electronica.

Sunday Started with a swim and a game of 10 pin Bowling before going to watch Shellac, The Magic Band (they may be old and not played live for 3 years but god were they good) and then to one of the highlights of the festival for me, Deerhoof, before the grunge of Mudhoney and a bit of Sun O))).  The Last band on the main stage was The Mars Volta, and they were spectacularly good.  We then saw Tall Firs and Sleepy Sun, before calling it a festival.

The next day we took a walk on the beach and had a cooked breakfast in the cafe recommended by Shellac before the drive home.

Although the Sunday was good, I couldnt shake the dissapointment of the saturday night.