Well, I'm fully rested now so I'm going to give a brief review of Global Gathering, which I attended last Friday and Saturday night. Obviously I was pretty much arseholed all the way through this, so much of the detail will be lost am afraid but here goes anyway.
For those of you who don't know its a two day event, Friday and Saturday night, the latter being the big night so to speak, with optional camping if you're staying for the weekend. Its pretty much overtaken Creamfields and Homelands as the biggest UK dance festival imo, backed up by the fact that Radio 1 had live coverage this year, and the lineups were phenomenal in each tent, for all tastes.
Two of my mates are into hard house.. for those of you who know the hard house scene will appreciate that BK, Lisa Lashes, the Tidy Boys, Andy Farley etc is pretty much as big as it gets. Similarily for Trance buffs, PvD, AvB, Tiesto, Judge Jules, Oakenfold all on the same bill is pretty hard to top.
So anyway, Friday night... after a long hard day at college, and a stressful night's preparations behind me, we finally set off at about 5-30 from Derby. Despite me printing off the directions from the website and getting step by step instructions from RAC.com, my mate still insisted he knew best, drew his own route on a map and we had to use that. Suffice to say it went wrong, and I had to improvise half way through when it seemed we were heading for Exeter on the south coast. We got there at about half 7 anyway, only to be met with a 3 hour... yes 3 hour queue to get into the campsite and swap tickets for wristbands. Unfortunately we'd failed to forsee this and ended up watching as everyone else in teh queue slowly got more and more drunk on the vodka they'd all seemingly brought with them. (It said no alcohol on the tickets so we didn't bother, being festival virgins we didn't want to push our luck)
We got to the tent about half ten, which had already been set up by two of us who'd managed to get the day off and go down early, so we were straight onto the cans, they cost £30 a crate once we got in there, but it was 1664, so it was good stuff.. we weren't too bothered. Bearing in mind Friday's lineup wasn't that spectacular, Sasha probably being the biggest name on the bill, we weren't going to hit it too hard. So why one of the lads decided to snort a line of coke the minute we got there is still beyond me. He laster threw up in
my sleeping bag. Which was nice. Anyway basically all the others got a tad carried away, drank a bit too much etc and we got separated anyhow since we'd all unforgivably forgot to charge our phones. The reception was naff anyway though. In the end three of us went to see Sasha and a bit of Oakey, me and my other mate only got as far as the really crappy stage where some bald guy was playing basically every trance classic from the past 10 years. We stuck around till 2 then buggered off to get some sleep after a £5 cheeseburger!
Got back to the tent and started chatting to some lads who were in the tent to the left, and some girls in the tent to the right. I ended up sleeping in the girls' tent - they kindly offered me a spare sleeping bag after mine was thrown out for obvious reasons.
Nest day, Saturday morning. I woke up feeling fine and basically very very excited about the night ahead. All the others were ill... suckas! Day passed fairly uneventfully, we spent all of it canoodling with the girls in their tent, and customising our clothes for the night so we looked completely mad. My cowboy hat, comedy sunglasses and glowstick combo were onto a winner I can tell you. The queue for the cashpoint was literally an hour so we drove into Stratfors to get some much needed money and provisions. I wasn't about to pay £3 for a portion, or about 12 chips, in the campsite.
We started drinking about 4 and were actually fairly sozzled by about 8 o'clock, so decided we needed a to chill a bit. What better way than to head to the radio 1 beach to watch a bit of the Judge with his saturday warmup show. Went to the aftershock tent, won some free shots, and due to the horrendous queues to get a drink, bought about 4 smirnoff ices each to save return trips. They were £4 each btw.. what a bargain! It was either those or more Kronenborg.. and I'd had enough of that by this point!
Anyway despite the ever increasing number of toilet breaks we were all still together at about 8 in anticipation of Tiesto's show. Jules was shite by the way.. but then I always thought his reputation was a bit too high to begin with. The girls showed up, and then went off somewhere taking one of the lads with them, so we were down to four. Not sure what he was thinking but he regretted it in the morning.. didn't get any action whatsoever.. haha. After about half hour of Tiest, two of them went to find him, we later found they all got separated, went back to the tent to meet up, and ended up in the hard house tent all night, 'avin it to the tidy boys and lisa lashes.
Two of us remaining stayed through the entire Tiesto set. Not going to write a great review on it but a couple of points
- I noticed there were actually quite a few shite songs in the set, with no real tune or substance to them
- He seemed to get away with it though.. even with me, cos when he was losing everybody he simply dropped one of his massive tracks and everybody was right back loving him again
- His remix of Oakenfold's Southern Sun (which I knew he'd play - I'd done my research) was absolutely phenomenal
- Also played Traffic, Lethal Industry and Adagio as the last song.. all were of course awesome
- Overall pretty good but not entirely blown away.. I'd give him 7/10 probably
He finished off at about 10 to 11, the plan had been to then go and see AvB, but since we'd lost everyone I was willing to forget about that to try and find them. Since all phones were dead we wandered round polysexual tent (hard house) for about an hour with no luck. Was still knackered from my manic dancing to Tiesto so we got something to eat then chilled out on.. the fairground rides.. and I mean the crazy ones, that you only see at festivals, where you think you're actually going to spew your guts up and die. Thankfully I didn't, and we got back to catch the last 10 minutes of Armin, who sounded on good form and got a massive reaction from the crowd at the end.. muct have beena good one.
The main action was still to come however.. the man I'd been waiting for, and judging by the fact the Godskitchen tent was now absolutely heaving to breaking point (there were now probably a couple of thousand people OUTSIDE the tent trying to watch, plus loads others listening from the campsite that couldn't get closer) so was everyone else. The legend that is Paul Van Dyk.
This set just absolutely flew past. I was literally on my last legs after Tiesto but didn't let that ruin this mammoth set by PvD. Two hours of bangin tunes, mixed to almost perfection by the master, cementing his place in my heart as the number 1 DJ, I don't care what the awards and press say.. nobody tops this man. Every single track, even though I'd not heard many of them before, was absolute quality, this was all killer no filler as the tunes just kept on playing.
Specifics
- Can't actually remember song titles as was fairly wasted at this point but about halfway through he dropped Josh Wink "Higher State Of Consciousness" and the whole place went absolutely ballistic. Thats the best sounding I've ever heard that track.. slowed it right down to about 50 rpms.. then sped it up and .. well it was just incredible to be a part of that mass throng of bodies jumping up and down in unison and disbelief!
- PvD's control of bass, and selection of tunes, made him stand out from Tiesto imo
- So many times, he'd take off the bass, and then as everyone had calmed down, flip the switch and everyone went wild yet again as the bass thundered through the tent
- Also there were many tunes where you thought the bass was on, then got a deafening roar as it came on to full effect. Basically I've wanted to see PvD play since about 1998, so it was a dream come true and he didn't disappoint - 9.5/10 --> can't wait to see him again at Creamfields.. touch wood I make it
Mix finished at three and was done cheering at 5 past. Stumbled out of the tent, got another burger and headed back to the capsite.. completely knackered and incapable of dancing anymore. Got back and the other guys were all tucked up in bed the sissy girls! Chatted to the girls for a couple of hours as I couldn't really sleep - was still on a high. They'd been to see Carl Cox

wow.
Anyway woke up in the morning after 2 hours sleep on a huge adrenaline rush, found out one of the lads hadn't been drinking much the night before (still ill from the coke on Friday!) so got home pretty early avoiding the traffic. Home at half 11 and, after a few hours pretty much straight to bed, slept through till about 7, and a good nights sleep after that too I was that knackered!
Quality quality quality.. and we're all definitely going again
