We are one loved up crowd right now.
You might have noticed our foot stomping, flag waving frenzy as we collected our fluffiest clouds and gathered round to look down as The Boss played Worthy Farm.
Most years we take more pleasure in trying to wash away the revellers and swamp their feeble tents in mud - but this year we had our most serious respects to pay.
And it was worth every bribe we laid out to keep the rainclouds away - the show was just amazing. The energy coming up from that crowd, from the band, from Mr S. himself, will keep our ambrosia fields powered for at least the next six months.
Springsteen gave the performance everything - frequently coming down from the stage and leaning across right into the crowd; letting the fans actually Touch His Guitar; practically body-surfing at one point.
There is just nothing like live music - even if you can't physically be one of the crowd, just watching it happen can fill you with joy and send you flying like a kite.
Though perhaps the music shouldn't take quite all the credit for that sensation.
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