Imagine the horror if, back in 1970, when those 14 souls invested all they had into building the first ever Glastonbury (Pilton) Festival, lots of really old people and BBC Radio 2 (not Radio 1, Radio 2!!) had turned up.
Imagine their horror if the youth of the day had been unable to afford the cost of the tickets or to stay in those healing fields, or to be part of the revolution that was the focus of the youth.
Tickets were £1 each in 1970. Today they are £205.
Imagine the horror in 1970 of being subjected to 70 year old singers (They’d have been born in 1900, and been at their most popular in the 1920s!) infesting the stage and stealing the headline act position.
Well, this is the commercial big business horror that the original organisers of the Glastonbury Festival must have been trying to move away from. In 1970 the music business was big business and the youth was in the process of fuelling the revolution.
Philosophically and altruistically, the big business machine was everything they hated.
So, here we are 43 years later, and what have we got?
All of the horrors listed above are now true of this annual event. Big business controls it and makes £Millions year in year out. Very old people, wealthy middle class people, and endless manufactured celebrities slip and slide about the highly commercialised site, off their faces on highly expensive cocaine, dragging themselves between the different stages full of … old people playing old music.
Isn’t it time the youth of today rebelled against this terrible corporate event for old people?
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