What a day.
I remember the rain.
I remember the mud.
The bloke in The Faith Brothers, who did nothing but play tamborine.
A bloke in front of me being taken down by a Pint carton of Ski yoghart....Strawberry.
Billy Bragg being much better than I expected.
1-2-3-4 at the start of every Ramones number.
Mr. Stipe having a hissey fit, turning his back on the crowd and singing to the drummer for most of their set.
Some lucky bloke getting up to tell a joke while the Bad intro was messin' up.
The fact that my feet hardly touched the ground throughout U2's set.
All 15 year olds should have a day like it.

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