I had quite a stressful dream last night about ATP (I've only been once, to the MBV one). The details are sketchy - it was an ATP but set in a proper multi-story hotel and everyone had single rooms, and I can't remember who exactly was playing (I think I saw a poster with Blur, Ash, The Charlatans, Phoenix and someone else) - but anywhere there I was. Except, I woke with the sunlight on me in my bed on Monday morning, having slept through the whole thing.
I was so gutted. To make matters worse two people came round (one was meant to be Jamie_Summers, though I have no idea what he looks like, and another was a big fat Sheik-a-like in a thobe) who told me to pack up and ship out. It seems as if I had brought pretty much my entire room with me, there were big boxes and bags everywhere. The clock read 9:30 I think, so half an hour to go.
Anyway as I was lying in bed I heard many people in the corridors talking (one about hot porridge) and they were all meant to represent DiSers oddly enough. One mentioned a final big football game. Two mates came round - one who I went to NBC with in real life with - and were like "where were the whole festival?" What dicks for not waking me. Anyway, I tried to convince them to get stuck in with the footy but they weren't too eager. The clock now read 10:15 so I started to panic and pack up. Except it seemed everytime I looked, more stuff emerged strewn round the room and packing seemed like an insurmountable task. My friends weren't helping at all and I was losing my rag a bit.
Then I looked out the window and saw two football sides - one in red, one in blue - approaching a muddy pitch from opposite sides, with a raised patio looking over it full of cheering fans in Pains of Being Pure At Heart tees and thick-rimmed glasses. Justin Hawkins lead the reds. The clock read 10:30 and I appeared to have mostly packed so I started to rush down to the match. To my horror I looked down and noticed I was wearing an oversized v-necked red t-shirt of The Vines with Craig's mug huge all over it. I thought to myself "I'll be the laughing stock of the whole community!" and didn't even believe I could pull it off ironically. I quickly tried to change but as I did the tee turned into a big red version of what The Locust wear which was impossible to remove but STILL with The Vines on it. Then I heard a whistle, shouting and saw a solitary blue wig splatter in the mud as the game kicked off. I had missed everything.
Worst ATP ever. :'(