Man, what a weekender. Sooo little sleep and so much partying and chilling. David Byrne was a highlight obviously but Hexstatic who followed were fucking amazing. Such craftsmanship. Then there was the No Fit State Circus who freaked us all out and amazed us until the early hours (4am to be exact), the beatboxer who was incredible and had everybody stomping their feet, the Westons cider on sale everywhere, The Monkey Treehouse vodka bar, the gingerbread men, the hash cake sellers, the wasted look on most of the faces (happily wasted I might add) and the glorious sunshine that we bathed in all weekend. And then there were the crazy bastards (some 35,000 of 'em) who partied till it got light.

So tired. So dirty. So looking forward to next years Big Chill.