For one long weekend every summer, in a field of 200,000 people, you can be whoever you want, even if that person is incredibly sunburnt and hungover.
'Yes, that's Post Malone. No, not like "after" Malone, that's just his name. Okay, he's a rapper.'
He’s been DJing for more than two decades, so we talked about a lot besides that.
Naturally, we spoke to him about it.
“I’m not drinking and I don’t do any drugs. I don’t like the idea of never being able to have fun without the help of a substance when I’m older.”
Music festivals have become a common location for rape and sexual assaults, so why has nothing been done about it?
I walked 40 minutes into Reading town to use Costa’s actual toilet.
We spoke to them all on their once yearly three-day long blow-out.
If Chris Morris and Werner Herzog had co-directed You've Been Framed, it would look like this.
We drove there in my mate Steve’s yellow Datsun Sunny, which was so fucked you could only enter and exit it via the boot.