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...what should I expect?!
and fucking freezing bathroom floors in your chalet.
*The bathroom floors are in your chalet. The seagulls shouldn't be.
if there aren't any seagulls in my chalet
but I blundered in and ruined it. they had apparently spent over half an hour planning it.
I made it up to them by capturing a duck later that day. god that was fun
a bathroom floor at ATP, freezing or otherwise
Turning on the TV at 11 in the morning and finding out one of the curators has programmed a horrendous documentary about the 1972 Olympics
People from the bands drinking in the bars
Steve Albini's poker games (when he's there of course)
Kids bouncing on the bed optional.
at the cash point.
Random gigs in chalets.
Pints of Gin & Tonic!!! or is that just me?
Being in a chalet at a festival!
Going back to the chalet for a shit, shave, shower and bacon sarnie before the next band are on.
Getting me right in the ATP mood.
I was really worried there were going to be lots of upper-class virgins.
Cheers for the info dude.
whatever those virgins did to you, man it must of been bad.
They left my sense of grammar intact, at least.
pizza hut buffet
watching a band your not very familiar with and saying to someone next to you "These are actually really good!!"
walking past people in bands that you like
playing arcade machines
being able to watch a bit of a bands set, nip back to you chalet and get back in time for the next band.
watching a great documentary on something you didnt know you were interested in on TV
playing 2p machines
dancing like a twat in crazy horse
seeing alot of beards
cool tshirt based jealousy
walking on the beach
meeting nice people
seeing that castle on the hill on the way there and the way home
Trying to find a chalet party Foals and Holy Fuck were throwing.
I don't think it existed
so we bought some Special Brew from the shop, played crazy golf and waved to Mike Watt on each of the seven times we met him that day.
surrounded by other people having a brilliant time. Then getting back on here on Monday and being advised "it was shit".
It's brilliant. I've been so many times and always have a brilliant time.
Be prepared to lose your friends because EVERYONE looks exactly like your friends. But don't worry, you'll find them again, probably in the Sports Bar.
I was at the bar next to the Pavilion stage once getting a couple of pints. The barman poured them and then gave them to someone else, who looked at him a bit confused. I waved at him and went "ah they're mine mate" and he rolled his eyes, plonked them down in front of me and turned to his mate and said "they all look the fucking same..."
Not this time though!
excitement and loads of beer in your chalet (in preparation for the rest of the weekend) is not a good mix.
Going to try to keep it to a pint an hour until the evening.
so maybe :)
I'll try my best, the fun starts on the train from London at 11am on Friday.
Trek through a stupid amount of snow & transport delay to get there, celebrate by drinking too much too fast, fall asleep on the floor during DJ/Rupture!
All the other times were ok.
Jamie Summers will approach you and share a scandalous story about a celebrity.
It's up to you if you want to believe him or not.
um, anyone driving from Edinburgh or Glasgow?
does that look like tumbleweed?
I expect to be in the same chalet as the previous two occasions. The same chalet, do you hear me? Also I expect to be delighted that this time I remembered to take some kind of multi-socket thing so that I don't have to plug the laptop and speakers in in the kitchen because there is only one socket in the lounge. >rant over<
I also expect to have a fucking brilliant weekend, oh yes. You should too.
I CAN NOT FUCKING WAIT FOR MY FIRST HOT DOG
I miss ATP. (Stupid grown-up being-a-daddy and always broke-ness.)
other than that you'll have the best weekend ever and meet lots of lovely people
Beards, lumberjack shirts, the smell of onions, seagulls, cold.
look out for a fresh-freshed 20 year old with medium length brown quiff and hearing aids wearing battered red white 'n blue trainers. come say hello. the secret password is 'SCROTUM'
i'm not taking the piss, I just think it would be really good.
in case anyone forgot
And meet loads of great people then you'll make an arse of yourself in front of them...
Wish I was going this weekend. But I'm going to Gothenburg tomorrow so it's not all bad...
Can't wait for March!!!
someones dropped out and im going for £50! aint even checked out the bands so this should be fun.
but is there a timetable?