Today is Sunday, today is like creamy mud


Satisfyingly exhausting.

This morning I awoke before my alarm, which is always an achievement. It’s hard to sleep with so much to take in. My bedtime has averaged at 5 and I am looking forward to one more night before returning to curtains and walls. I have discovered that Berrocca is in fact the best thing straight away even if you don’t want to drink it, and that a shower doesn’t have to be long just cool enough to take the heat of the hangover away.

As I listen to Scott Tyrell, the tent slowly fills. He reviews Bethlehem Inn which I’m guessing from his review is like sleeping over at Glastonbury (Yes, in my mind we are all at one big giant sleepover!) He cautions our anger and tries to persuade Dave (id Cameron), that we, like humans, do care about stuff! From what I garner, Scotts festival tips are:

– Embrace the mud – Jesus was born in it

– Say no to anger – its victim may want to save you

– Buy a spare t-shirt with poets as owls on it – Save the owls, take them home, care about them.

Later today, we welcome the fantastically great, Michael Rosen at 14.00. This is a real treat and a perfect Sunday afternoon must see.

We also have the SLAM at 17.00, last years slam winner, Torrey Shineman, will be taking to the stage at 15.45 for a full set, This full set can be won today at the slam.

But before then, we have some more feature sets including: Rob Auton – Glastonbury Poet in Residence (14.50), Raymond Antrobus (15.20), and Helen Gregory (16.45).

So come see there’s loads to see, it’s chilled there is a mat to lay on and we are a deaf friendly tent!

Ill be staring at you all from stage at 16.15!.Deanna.xx.


Scott Tyrrell



“I like writing because writing is like talking” part 2


Jonny Fluffypunk

With his frank introduction, “stand up poet, give up guitarist I decided that whatever this man says, I am going to trust… heres a spell I think we should all memorise and deconstruct at Stone Circle at sun rise


Coffee let me smell you

Coffee let me spell you


Come alive with your hot kiss

Oh so much better than tea

F(th)ree cups before night

Fuck tea

Energy giver

Essence of space travel condensed into beverage form

Jonny Fluffypunk








Molly Case

She stood naked in front of the Queen before she really met her, well that is certainly one way to get over nerves!

Here are some tips I garnered from her poetry set


Look up once in a while, take a look at the stars

Sit still ‘silent as an oak’

Nurse the nation, do more, be more it will be the hardest thing you would have done, financially, spiritually and physically but remember all the other arches you’ve walked under. Remember the  thunder that broke

Molly Case3



Stephen James Smith

As it was his first time here at Glastonbury, he decided to break his Glasto virginity with a  poem about losing his actual real V with Anya; the celtic goddess of love.

One of my favourites to listen to and watch. His eyes closed during his poem to his mother was what poetry is at its most precious form, words that release the valve of all the things we need to say.

What is left to say is that he also hosted a great open mic to a packed tent, while the sun was shining! Here are a few bits I heard and wrote down:


Louise Loudspeaker

Dove of peace

Higher laws of justice

Man kind should live kind

To buy ourselves back from the open prison of the nation state it doesn’t come cheap


The Don

Things we can get funding for

Want a revolution but can’t get the funding

But don’t fit the criteria

Find your natural way


Eric Dickson

On the other side of the door

Watch grass grow

Don’t say goodbye to your senses

Green fields to brown

Grey skies to sunsets

Strangers are no stranger than yourself

Naked ground is steady it will hold us

Roll in the mud and wash yourself clean

Love life, live it together


Jack Bridgwater

Diary of a Glastonbury tower watcher


Heard a rustle thought is was  a … Oh it’s a squirrel

Repeat every hour


Lord Trotsky

Traits of the Festival bastard: Certain people you will meet at festivals that you may not want to meet

1. Bash you out the way with their Novelty hat

2. Shout through all the things you want to listen to

3. Pass wind next to you at breakfast

4. Passed out asleep with trousers down

5. Play drums at three in the morning

6. Chill out it’s a festival I’m only pissing on your tent



Slam on Sunday.

Sign up and be in so a chance of securing your very own slot at Glastonbury 2015

“I like writing because writing is like talking” part 1

A direct quote from the gorgeous Paula Varjack, compere of the poetry and words stage. If those words aren’t enough to tempt you away from your small, wet tent then read on cos these poets are where all your unanswered questions about why the ‘f’ we plonk ourselves in fields and roam the caged land, and what we should do with this no time we have brought/sold our performance for

Paula Varjack

Festival tips from their lips*

*And through my ears and down my pen

Chris Redmond

What a gent, delivered a most generous welcome to Glastonbury 2014, to the signers that translate our poetry with their bodies, gave a few festival tips you shouldn’t do:

–  Speed before breakfast*

–  Keep your eggs with your bacon and your poo in your eye

–  Shop in mountain warehouse for trousers

–  Get naked to take the bin out

And one that you, DEFINITELY SHOULD do:

–  Let the pig out = dancing like your body is telling the intricate story of each sound.

 See Chris again on Saturday 13.50

* Poem called Speed brilliantly kept up with by Catherine, the sign language interpreter.

Chris Redmond


Jess Green 

Took the reins from Chris and steered us in to an honest account of her school staff room. Seeing the system we put young people through from the other way here are some tips on how to not be a dick to young people, people in general.

–  If someone is clearly engrossed in a book, let them live in that world for a bit

–  If you are desperate for a revolution you probably should lay off the dugs so that you can not only imagine, but action that desire.

– Know the words you wish to say and save enough breath for them

and one specific and quite useful hustle to keep in mind for all festival glory:

– If you have run out of money and need a chai tea fast… Charge people 50p to look at your tattoos*

*if you don’t have tattoos fear not, a smiley face and friendly tone will get you many gifts, if not of chai then definitely of happiness

See Jess again on Sunday 12.50

Jess Green

Andy Craven-Griffiths

Tim whoever you are you are a great man. Thanks for helping Andy, he has transferred that energy into these superb ideas*

*He may have had them before but you gave them a great context.

3 ideas to have fun with this festival

1. Philosophise until you feel how good it feels to be good

–    Label every picture a song

–    Picture frog eyes on your wellies and stare into both of the eyes at once


2. Find the power in the context

–    See what you are in, how you treat it

–    Stay and face the world even if you are bricking it


3. Emotion is contagious

–    Send emotions like tweets

–    Use each other as our mirrors


Fourth overall/general rule/tip/suggestion/exploration:

Find your joyganaut

Watch Andy flaunt his Joyganaut on Saturday 14.15


Sally Jenkinson

However big you think you are don’t sell out the stars in your belly

Eating is to keep yourself going to have a nice life; not a reward or punishment

Forgive for yourself – your mates lose you you lose the who cares forgive choose to be happy, dance until you wobble arm in arm across drunken campsites

Come along shout Sally’s name, she will appear and you can take her home in a book (buy buy buy)


Raymond Antrobus

Stand stock still in the middle of a busy junction and wonder why normal equals perfection.


Collaborate spontaneously and with your heart.

Discover how to speak with your body, how sound is touch.

Watch this man on Sunday 15.20


Antosh Wojcik

This guy is brilliant, here is are several slithers of his wisdom, stitched together:

– Wave to people who wave to you too

– Check out the skies ammunition

– Dance like volcanoes as if your sleeping bag has insomnia

– Drink a dirt of strongbow and grow an arrow in your stomach

– Shake the piss off your penis

and even an exit strategy:

– When relocating from tent to home pray for a black hole then find one, a real one.. A bin

– Say goodbye to your ground, remember how your body moulded with the earth and say Thank You.

Come come come see him on Sunday at 12.00.


Aisling Farhey

Reminded us to return sentiments, if someone helps you out here in these fields then pass that good deed on

If you find that suddenly you can see the whole would dancing but can’t hear the music, don’t believe the person that tells you there is no more music left, here is where there can be no mirrors, no eyes, just hearts. Stomping (wading).

And if all else fails know the love, food and water won’t.

Come here more from this gifted poet’s mouth Saturday 17.15







The full line up

Full line up



Festival Tactics

With just over a week to go, before we are donning our wellies and layers (of glitter!) and trying our best to let go of any city convenience – reception, flushing loos, wine glasses and walls – I decided that we should seek tried and tested tips from our poets… (biogs and pics at the bottom).Deanna.xx.

 Sara- Jane Arbury

Three Festival survival tips: 1) Don’t keep saying “When I came here 15 years ago…” 2) Don’t wear pants – there’s less fumbling to do in the toilets. 3) Wear a different hat every day, physically and metaphorically. Watch her live, hats and all, at the Poetry and Words tent: Friday 17.30 &  Sunday hosting the Poetry SLAM 17.00

Attila The Stockbroker

This year is Attila’s 25th Glastonbury, celebrate with him at the Poetry&Words tent and take these tried and tested tips seriously: 1) DON’T drink too much scrumpy and fall asleep naked on your back in the sun as I did in 1983 (when the festival was very different and being naked wasn’t unusual) 2) Make sure you go for a poo in the backstage area rather than in the general facilities elsewhere. Far more chance of finding a concave toilet (convex toilets aren’t nice) 3) Stay away from the main stages unless there is something you really want to see. Wandering around Glasto is brilliant.  It really is the only festival where you can have a wonderful time even if there is not a single band or act you actually care about playing! Catch Attila The Stockbroker at the main stage of Poetry on Sunday 12.15, he is definitely someone you should want to see

The Antipoet

Glastonbury survival tips from Paul Eccentric of The Antipoet: 1) If you don’t eat then you won’t need to use the toilets. 2) There are pushers and dealers everywhere. Make sure to take your own toilet paper with you as the black market stuff is more expensive than drugs. 3) If you have to use the field hospital, make sure to tell the triage nurse that you’re a poet as it’s the only hospital on the planet with an ‘artists go first’ policy. With tips like these you have to see the person behind them. Watch and listen live on Saturday 14.40

Scott Tyrrell

The artist who has drawn all the artists* top tips: 1) Embrace filth! It is a festival. You are in a tent. There may be mud. There will be hippies. In the words of Idina Menzel, you must Let it Go. 2) A festival-goer’s tent is their castle. Respect the castles. And try not to trip over the guy ropes holding them up. 3) Glastonbury does not believe in an early night. You’d be unwise to fight this ancient belief. Stay up till morning. Sleep till midday. You are, after all,  on holiday…except for those booked to perform, who are consummate professionals who will be there to entertain, on cue, bang on time 🙂 *Owl artwork is courtesy of Scott Tyrrell, T-shirts and posters will be available from the Poetry and Words Tent  See this talented man on Saturday 16.25 and Sunday 12.25

Kevin P Gilday

Survival tips: 1) Be kind. A festival is the closest we get to a complete breakdown of society. This means a lot of social norms go out the window. This is an opportunity to revel in the freedom not an excuse to be a dick. Which leads us on to my next tip… 2) Don’t be a dick. Just don’t do it. And finally… 3) Know your limits. Not that I care about your physical health but because no-one wants to deal with the lightweight chucking up their craft cider at 5 in the morning. To see this kind peaceful festival performer, come along to the Poetry and Words tent on Friday 16.40 and Saturday 12.00

THE ‘MORE ABOUT’ BIT Sara-Jane Arbury 2 MORE ABOUT Sara-Jane Arbury was born in Exeter and lives in Ledbury. She began her performance poetry career in Bristol. Since then, she has been involved in the production and promotion of creative writing and live literature for over twenty years, collaborating with organizations including the Arts Council, BBC, Oxford University Press and Bloodaxe Books. She was the Voices Off Director at Cheltenham Literature Festival, the first Writer-in-Residence for Herefordshire and is the co-founder of Spiel Unlimited with Marcus Moore, a creative combo aiming “to take the spoken and written word anywhere, to reach hearts and hearing parts everywhere”. Sara-Jane has performed her poetry on television, radio and racecourses; at arts centres, clubs and festivals; in restaurants, schools and shopping malls. She has held writing residencies in unexpected locations, including posts at The Galleries shopping mall in Bristol, Leopardstown Horse Races in Dublin, the Bristol and Bath Railway Path and four Oxfordshire village shops. She has performed in many spoken word shows such as Staying Alive with Pauline Black and Matthew Sharp, Flash with Glenn Carmichael, Lucy English and Anna Freeman, and is currently touring Count Me In, an immersive theatrical show where poetry meets Bingo. Sara-Jane casts a wry eye over everyday minutiae with a pithy sense of poignancy and pun. Her poems are published in a variety of pamphlets and anthologies, her style described as “often punning and poignant, reminiscent of Roger McGough or Dorothy Parker”. Glastonbury Festival 2009MORE ABOUT Attila’s new book of poems ‘UK Gin Dependence Party & Other Peculiarities’ was published in December 2013. Just in time to make an ideal Xmas present for your favourite bigoted aunt. Sharp-tongued, high energy, social surrealist rebel poet and songwriter. His themes are topical, his words hard-hitting, his politics unashamedly radical, but Attila will make you roar with laughter as well as seethe with anger… Inspired by the great Sussex poet Hilaire Belloc and punk, especially The Clash, he did his first gig on 8 Sept 1980, shouting poems in between punk bands.  He quickly got 2 John Peel sessions and was on the front cover of Melody Maker – and he hasn’t looked back since…. He’s done about 3,000 more in 24 countries – at venues ranging from the Glastonbury Festival (every year since 1983) and countless other music and literature festivals in the UK, Europe, America, Canada, Australia and New Zealand to freezing punk squats in Germany to the Law Society and the Oxford Union and a hotel basement in Stalinist Albania.   He’s released 7 books of poems and over 20 CDs/LPs, formerly  with people like Unwins, Bloodaxe and Cherry Red Records, latterly via his own global cottage industry, Roundhead. (No cavalier attitudes!) Utterly self-motivated. He’s sometimes on the radio and TV. And all over the internet. He’s loud, radical, lyrical, reflective,will make you roar with laughter as well as seethe with anger and 2010 saw his 30th anniversary tour. As you get older you mellow out, allegedly. Attila hasn’t. This from his 2012 album ‘Bankers & Looters…..”‘There’s no such thing as society/So steal and cheat and loot/Just one thing to remember/Make sure you wear a suit!’ He’s just written a song called Prince Harry’s Knob (it isn’t actually about the royal appendage, it’s about people who read the Sun and believe it.) And, on the day she died, he wrote a poem called ‘A Hellish Encounter’, about the epic battle between Thatcher and the Devil for control of Hell…. He writes a regular column in the Morning Star. Now there’s a surprise. ‘Whether he’s ranting a poem or bashing out a song, there is something magnificent about Attila in full flight’  Ian McMillan, BBC Radio 4)   The AntipoetMORE ABOUT THE ANTIPOET Paul Eccentric and Ian Newman are a wry blend of anarchocynisism and comic observation. They have appeared at countless festivals and haven’t gone down too badly, including, Glastonbury, Edinburgh, Brighton, Ledbury, Camden, Wenlock, Larmer Tree, Nostock, Blyth Power Ashes and Buxton. ‘Enigmatic poetry, comedy and music sometimes all at the same time’ (Fringe review, 2010).   scottMORE ABOUT Scott: This Newcastle-based festival and slam-winning favourite has been poeting since the turn of the century. A former member of the Poetry Vandals, he has performed his work at venues around the country, Europe, on a bus, a plane and Stratford east tube Station in rush hour (he was bullied into it). His recent critically-acclaimed collection, ‘Grown Up’ provides a snapshot of a family man juggling the absurd demands of full-time employment, poetry and parenthood under the pressure of being normal under such circumstances. Reviews: “Scott’s poetry is as funny as the finest stand up comedy with razor sharp punch lines that hit in just the right places. But it also has heart. Scott is one of the best live stand up poets in the country” – Kate Fox “Scott is instantly likeable. His poetry is so easy to relate to that when he makes me laugh – which he does a lot – I sometimes feel I’m laughing at myself. It’s real, human and hilarious.”- Anna Freeman “From BBC Radio 4 to Glastonbury via the Larmer Tree festival and numerous other stages, Scott weaves a tapestry of spoken word leaving audiences entranced. As a performer I am always honoured to share a stage with him.” – Richard ‘Dreadlockalien’ Grant “I have been fortunate to perform alongside Scott on a few occasions at both Glastonbury and Larmer Tree festivals, and each time he has astounded the audience and left them simultaneously creased with laughter and wiping their eyes. Poignant, powerful and undoubtedly poetic” – Joelle Taylor   Kevin P GildayMORE ABOUT Kevin P. Gilday is a Glasgow-based spoken word artist known for his intricate word play, confessional tone and raw Glaswegian delivery. Kevin started his spoken word career by stopping his band in the middle of gigs to read poetry, much to the annoyance of the audience, before discovering Glasgow’s vibrant spoken word scene. Since then Kevin has become one of the pillars of an emerging spoken word community, performing all over the city (and beyond) in his own inimitable style. His first full length show Notes From A Quarter-Life Crisis had runs at the Edinburgh festival, the Southside Fringe, a national tour and was recorded live for a radio special.  Kevin is also a slam veteran having competed in slams (and even won some!) up and down the country.  Kevin presents Rhyming Optionalon Subcity Radio, a monthly radio show focusing on spoken word and poetry, and promotes showcases and slams all over the city under the Rhyming Optional banner. In praise of Kevin P. Gilday: “I heard the voice of a new Scotland. It demonstrates a young man who is at ease with himself and all his contradictions.”  – Tartan Tights Blog “Knowing and erudite”  – Southside Fringe “I’ve seen this show and it’s the f**king tits – so go see it” – Sam Small Poet “Do you need to keep talking about touching yourself?”  – My Maw