Lounge On The Farm with Glam Chops and punk

It's a long way to Lounge on The Farm. Well actually it isn't but on a Friday afternoon the roads are full like some kinda apocalypse film where everyone's legging it from aliens or end-of-the-world floods or something. I am travelling down with 3 of Glam Chops, 2 of them are already there, 2 more are somewhere behind us in traffic and singer Eddie Argos has only just landed at heathrow (in true jet-setting style).
We arrive at the festival exactly at on-stage time. Clock ticking i help various Chops get their make-up on and align their flares. Cagily the members of Glam Chops available take to the stage to give a nervy sans-lead-singer take of their classic Don't Be Glum Be Glam...like a 1980s we'll do the show right here cheesy school hero type story Eddie Argos leaps on stage for the last chorus tasselled jump suit flapping in the wind. he knocks paul missile right across the stage but Paul still loves him cos he's shown up. phew! Most importantly i put his glitter make-up on him before he launches into his next song. it's all fun and chaos in the world of indie-glam.

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Other bands at the festival include
The Mike Strutter Band. This is a badly dressed comedian and his band of very competent backing musicians playing punk songs with lots of swearing and posing in between. it's kinda okay i suppose. but after 4 songs i quit the tent following the example of 3 pre-teens who get bored of asking their mum what a blow-job is and exit fingers in ears.
Armitage Shanks follow the Mike Strutter Band with some heartfelt punk originals and covers but unfortunately have to fight it out with the headlining bands on all the other stages. there amps are not as big, the bands musicians haven't had as many guitar lessons but they, at least, mean it.
New York Dolls - oh please let them be good, oh please let them be good, oh please let them be good! we think we've missed them cos as we go into the tent a massive crowd are leaving. no we haven't missed them they're just not so good. I am sad. I think it's the choice of songs more than anything....kinda cheesy power-soul ballads. i'll say no more.
Kitty Daisy & Lewis - it's a hoe-down causing worried frowns on the security chaps little brows. Will the audience dance the tent down? No, but they tried.

part two later

too hot, too lazy, too much not enough ice-cream

hurray for pop gigs! well yes. but it's so hot the heat has para-struck my veins and my blood has boiled into hard lumps so I cannot move. So even a FREE show by Danananananancroyd cannot tempt me. yah boo. So into the garden again. even tho last time i was in the garden suddenly my friends were hitting me. ouch! why ? why you ask were they hitting me? cos i'd set my head on fire. how? cos i had candles in the garden (for seeing cos in the outside there are no lights at night). i was energetically emphasizing some point or another and the wee candle struck it's deadly heat at my bramble bush of hair.
thanks for putting me out chums!
if anyone wants to buy me an ice-cream i'm very up for it.
i just checked the weather forecast and it says 'heavy showers'
hurray!
bring it on.
my hair is mostly okay by the way thanks though a bit of a mullet at the back.