To-day I started out uncertain of how I would use this day and opened a photo album and the decision to start scanning and then look for the souvenir album of cards and memorabilia from the event and which in turn led to commencing a project album from the material, and soon I had become so engrossed that the day had passed by and become the priority work for the week ahead. I have wanted to do this work but putting off for several years as it will take a lot of time.
In the evening I was able to work and watch the Euro Cup final between Germany and Spain and the delight of the Spanish population, the British nations and most of Europe the Germans were thoroughly beaten by a classic performance of imaginative and skilful football the like of which we have not seen since the Brazilians performed at their best. The Germans did not come close although the final score was only 1.0 they were outclassed in every aspect of the play. Of course I remembered that my grandmother and great grand mother were Spanish and several holidays in Majorca, Blanes and Lloret with visits to Barcelona and a one day trip along the coast from Gibraltar.
I enjoyed a later Sunday lunch of a large chunk of freshly cooked chicken with a small portion of vegetables. Later there was smoked salmon on one slice of toast cut into four with for a late supper of tomato soup with plain bread and a prawn salad followed by strawberries. And at nearly midnight, some coffee. It has been that kind of day.
And then there has been Glastonbury where it has been possible just to give myself to the music and this time I decided to watch a recording of The Gossip which I had left viewing before because I doubted she would be able to connect with her audience in the way she had on the John Peel Stage in which she closed the show with such electrifying effect last year. Oh ye of little faith. It was another wow performance in which Beth Ditto still gave her all, reminiscent of an overweight Janice Joplin. A new to me performer was another visitor from across the Atlantic, this time from Toronto The Crystal Castles in which lead singer Alice Glass is best described as a screaming shouter whose hypnotic sound overwhelming the physical being and is another who throws herself bodily into the crowd in musical orgasma. Both artists put into perspective the prima donnish behaviour of Amy Winehouse on Saturday night. In complete contrast I enjoyed Goldfrapp Electro folk pop with Alison Goldrapp, a marvellous commercial undertaking with a harpist and beautiful girls in baby doll dresses prancing about the stage and then in colourful paper ostrich feather outfits and someone pole dancing. Violins were also much in evidence on the band of King Solomon Burke, a huge man sitting on a throne surrounded by female violinists in a rhythm and blues and soul preacher's set. Violins too were also a major part of Elbow but I agree It is looking like a beautiful day matched the mood although not sure about the pink rubric cube effect. Another concoction of instruments is Mark Ronsons Band. I managed to catch a Will Young number on his own some unlike the super production number at the Diana concert. I have heard the Zutons before and they whipped up the crowd although this was not difficult on this day when everyone seemed in a great party mood forgetting everything else happening in the UK and abroad.
However the surprise find of the day was Newton Faulkner who I thoroughly enjoyed, especially the Queen numbers. There is no doubt that the afternoon//early evening top performance went to Neil Diamond who gradually built up the support of his audience after early microphone failure, giving all his well known numbers for over an over an hour and creating a very happy atmosphere which was shown on the faces of everyone and he evidently was having the time of his life. I stayed up until after 1 am, fell asleep and then dragged myself to bed. A day significant
In the evening I was able to work and watch the Euro Cup final between Germany and Spain and the delight of the Spanish population, the British nations and most of Europe the Germans were thoroughly beaten by a classic performance of imaginative and skilful football the like of which we have not seen since the Brazilians performed at their best. The Germans did not come close although the final score was only 1.0 they were outclassed in every aspect of the play. Of course I remembered that my grandmother and great grand mother were Spanish and several holidays in Majorca, Blanes and Lloret with visits to Barcelona and a one day trip along the coast from Gibraltar.
I enjoyed a later Sunday lunch of a large chunk of freshly cooked chicken with a small portion of vegetables. Later there was smoked salmon on one slice of toast cut into four with for a late supper of tomato soup with plain bread and a prawn salad followed by strawberries. And at nearly midnight, some coffee. It has been that kind of day.
And then there has been Glastonbury where it has been possible just to give myself to the music and this time I decided to watch a recording of The Gossip which I had left viewing before because I doubted she would be able to connect with her audience in the way she had on the John Peel Stage in which she closed the show with such electrifying effect last year. Oh ye of little faith. It was another wow performance in which Beth Ditto still gave her all, reminiscent of an overweight Janice Joplin. A new to me performer was another visitor from across the Atlantic, this time from Toronto The Crystal Castles in which lead singer Alice Glass is best described as a screaming shouter whose hypnotic sound overwhelming the physical being and is another who throws herself bodily into the crowd in musical orgasma. Both artists put into perspective the prima donnish behaviour of Amy Winehouse on Saturday night. In complete contrast I enjoyed Goldfrapp Electro folk pop with Alison Goldrapp, a marvellous commercial undertaking with a harpist and beautiful girls in baby doll dresses prancing about the stage and then in colourful paper ostrich feather outfits and someone pole dancing. Violins were also much in evidence on the band of King Solomon Burke, a huge man sitting on a throne surrounded by female violinists in a rhythm and blues and soul preacher's set. Violins too were also a major part of Elbow but I agree It is looking like a beautiful day matched the mood although not sure about the pink rubric cube effect. Another concoction of instruments is Mark Ronsons Band. I managed to catch a Will Young number on his own some unlike the super production number at the Diana concert. I have heard the Zutons before and they whipped up the crowd although this was not difficult on this day when everyone seemed in a great party mood forgetting everything else happening in the UK and abroad.
However the surprise find of the day was Newton Faulkner who I thoroughly enjoyed, especially the Queen numbers. There is no doubt that the afternoon//early evening top performance went to Neil Diamond who gradually built up the support of his audience after early microphone failure, giving all his well known numbers for over an over an hour and creating a very happy atmosphere which was shown on the faces of everyone and he evidently was having the time of his life. I stayed up until after 1 am, fell asleep and then dragged myself to bed. A day significant
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