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Glastonbury 1999 Friday, 2 July, 1999, 11:00 GMT 12:00 UK
Glastonbury Diary: Part 4
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Mementoes of the weekend
BBC music journalist Chris Charles, who has been keeping a daily diary for BBC News Online, is finally out of the Glastonbury car park. In his final instalment, he looks at the delights of the Green Fields.

Monday 28 June, 1500

Glastonbury 1999
Four days on, and I'm begining to feel the strain - not helped by spending three hours attempting to get out of the car park. Naturally it was raining at the time.

Last night disappeared under an avalanche of champagne and tequila in the tent formerly known as Top Turns.

Buried in the heart of the Green Fields - the only place to spend the last night of Glastonbury - it had changed its name to Lost Vagueness, but lost none of its surreal qualities.

The entertainment consisted of an eight-piece travelling hillbilly band with a vocalist singing about his ugly girlfriend, as the audience sprawled out on the floor.

Can't remember much about leaving to be honest ...Lost Vagueness by name, Lost Vagueness by nature.

We did pop up to see the druids at the stone circle performing their bizarre sun-worshipping ceremony before weaving our way back to base at about seven this morning.

Dodgy performance

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Andrea Corr: The Glastonbury crowd were not impressed
Sunday afternoon began with a trip to the new bands tent to see Dodgy performing with their new singer, Dave Bassey. He gave it his best shot - bless him - we almost felt sorry for him.

But unfortunately he just didn't cut it. It was obvious as soon as opening number In A Room kicked off that they should have called it a day when Nigel Clarke left.

Bassey's deeper, huskier tones would have been more suited to an Oasis tribute band, but the hardcore Dodgy faithful admirably supported them until the bitter end.

Over on the main stage, the Corrs sounded almost note-perfect, as they churned out their string of hits.

What Can I Do To Make You Love Me?, Only In My Sleep, and Runaway, were delivered with aplomb, although the audience seemed bored stiff. Frankly, not my cup of tea.

However, I did find myself doing an impromptu Irish jig in the middle of the field at one point, which was sadly filmed by a team of documentary makers for an "interesting cutaway shot" - can't wait to see that!

Elsewhere, Skunk Anansie closed proceedings on the main stage with a rousing set. Skin was on top form as she growled out the words to a youthful audience. Again, not my favourite band in the world, but you couldn't argue with the likes of Charlie Big Potato and Weak.

Fun Lovin' Criminals looked as if they'd lived the weekend to the full, and it was reflected in their performance.

Aliens, stilt walkers and jugglers

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The music traditionally takes second place on the Sunday
Fun Lovin' Criminal and King of New York were played far too early in the set, which bizarrely stopped half way through for "Huey's acting class", involving role-play from the movie Scarface. It was the only time you could hear his voice properly.

As with all Glastonbury Festivals past, the bands played second fiddle to the events in the Green Field on the last day.

If you were looking for the bizarre and extraordinary, that was where it was at. There was the big white techno boat, crewed by silver aliens, and stilt walkers, with disco lights flashing and dance tunes pumping as it made its way across the field.

Then there was the juggler who invited a member of the audience to toss him lighted torches as he precariously balanced on a dozen milk crates. All three missed their target by about 20 feet, with one landing on the roof of the tent.

Finally, there was the guy who managed to fall off a bridge, and land face down in a foot of sludge, not to mention the old hippies advising us to go and "live in the trees".

But now it's all over. I haven't read a paper or listened to the news for four days - it really is a different world down here. So I'm off with a bag of damp clothes, an unsavoury aroma, and, of course, no tent.

See you on the other side!

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