Its nearly august…
… and for those who love the ambient chill out scene (or just really cool festivals)… it means one thing.
The big chill is a lot of things to me…
Cat ladies waving a giant inflatable banana on a stick, perverse universe, the art trail, the media mix tent, random new friends, ‘tiger tiger burning bright - burning kites right through the night’, amazing fancy dress costumes, sushi tents, Brothers’ pear cider, Camel cigarettes, wellies, talking to santa for about half an hour, sunshine, smoothies, corn on the cob, vegetarian curry, cool eccentric shops, fairies, elf and safety, poiing, reggae, drum ‘n’ bass, the massive bonfire, grass art, giant carts to move your belongings from A to B, mojitos in the sun, So-Co summer cup’s, giant letters, glow in the dark stick men wandering around… random hats, giant wicker women, random pianos in fields, just a few highlights of the Big chill.
Nevermind the dancing zebras who were wandering through crowds, coaxing us to follow them to their show… trying sushi for the first time, or the guy who attached a fan to a rocking chair, then proceeded to float around a field with an array of amazed/confused spectators watching in wonder.
As amazing as all these things are and are a big part of the festival, the best thing is…
