Festivals; despite being arguably the worst possible way to see live music, many of you went to them this year - Glastonbury virgins, small children, and basic bitches alike. We tried to prepare you for the fact that the toilets would be horrific, the sex would be even worse, and all these assholes would be there, but whether you heeded our advice acquired through years of experience being twenty-something and/or disappointed is another question.Worst case scenario: you spent 4 days sitting in a puddle gumming talcum powder and went home to a week of the most messed up dreams of your life, which we then paid someone to illustrate. Best case scenario: you broke into every major event for free. And somewhere on the middle of that spectrum, is Bestival.But regardless of what you did, don’t ever forget that time we held your hand through your festival comedown.
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