Glastonbury
posted by Alp at Sunday, May 21, 2006
21 May 2006
About this
Something unusual was happening in SW Wales when I was a child – subcultures, social experiments, naked hippies dancing around maypoles. I'm researching a PhD project into remembrances of things past - how our sense of the past informs our sense of self. This enquiry presumes that the past is not fixed, rather it is partly constructed through a shared or collective consciousness, which is why I’m inviting you now to share your memories of certain events, moments, and ideas. A childhood in Wales gave a lot of us a unique experience and a lot of the ‘hippy’ kids, I think, have a wonderfully insightful way of perceiving and interacting with the world. But we also have a very different past from many of our peers, and some ‘site specific’ hang-ups! There were some amazingly off-the-wall characters around and some pretty weird shit happened. I’d like to know which bits you remember, in words and photos. Some of this stuff might be sensitive, so if you are posting photos or texts or relevant transcripts or notes or poems or songs (you could scan them or send them to me ‘snail-mail’ – I will be very careful) onto this weblog please be aware of that, and do so with an open mind.Previous Posts
1 Comments:
i always wanted to go to glastombury, lots of my firends did. These lucky children would be picked up from school and squeezed into cars ladden with multi-coloured bedding no sensible camping equipment here. away they would drive into the summer haze, leaving only a wiff of pot and patchouli behind, and then to return some time later with stories of sleeping in teepees, waist high mud, and 'ash-cake' ( what, cake made from trees I thought! how odd). then again the toilets sounded grim, and one of my friends said he did not go for a poo the whole week he was there and was in agony, despite his mums best efforts to bribe him 'let it go'!
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