How good was the festival? Five days of incredible music (of which we went to three and were sufficiently knackered after that). The weather was patchy and everyone I met knowingly nodded and sagely obseved "Yes, Byron is always rainy at Easter...", which is bollocks in my opinion (Jenn will back me up on this) since when I went to the festival three years ago we didn't see a cloud in the sky!
Anyway it didn't affect us too much, there was just the odd shower here or there and beautiful sun for the odd couple of hours in between. Apart from me getting completely soaked every time I went for a run, we had no issues at the festival itself.
Highlights? The first day we saw Bo Diddley, a true legend in his own mind who seems to talk about nothing but... well Bo Diddley. Seems like the lyrics to every on of his songs refer to Bo Diddley in some way. Or the lyrics are simply "Bo Diddley". Mel and Prash bought Sarah a best-of Bo Diddley CD for her birthday and we weren't just imagining things - the song list consists of "Bo Diddley", "Hey Bo Diddley", "Do the Diddley", "The Story of Bo Diddley" - you get the picture!
We also saw the Sierra Leone Refugee Allstars, Gomez, Bela Fleck & the Flecktones, Lee Scratch Perry (who is completely mental - he started mumbling incoherently and raving about putting the voodoo on everybody which is when most of the crowd wandered off), Ziggy Marley and the Magic Numbers.
Saturday we went straight to the main tent and just stuck there for the line-up of Fat Freddy's Drop, Fishbone, Ozomatli and The Roots - every one of them just awesome!
Sunday we wandered around and saw Paul Kelly, Blue King Brown, Taj Mahal, Katchafire, Xavier Rudd and John Butler - again they were all incredible.
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