Is Bob Dylan taking the proverbial?

I don't remember her performance at all, although I never was keen on her.

We were halfway up the hill and didn't get a very good view of the stage but the sound certainly carried, which was the main thing!

J52 I was at that Bath festival as well although it was actually at Shepton Mallet. I think it was the last of the really big festivals as it brought most of Somerset to a standstill!
I arrived home covered in mud to find my mother in a dreadful panic holding the Sunday papers which had declared it a disaster area. The papers accounts sounded nothng like how it felt to be there. Do you remember Jefferson Airplanes concert? Then there was Santana Led Zep Pink Floyd and more than I can remember.
2 years later my (by then) ex boyfriend helped to build the Pyramid Stage for the first Glastonbury festival.

Wow- so there were quite a few of us there. Devious J52- ahaha, me too. Of course i was living abroad on my own and working in London, and my parents didn't have a clue. I know lot of young musicians here, and I get a lot of kudos from having seen Jimi live, as well as the Who, the Stones, etc.

So were you at the Isle of Wight concert in 1969 as well as 1970 granjura?

I only managed the 1970 one so didn't see Dylan.

Ouch, you are so right- I was only at the 1970 one- so my memory of Dylan must be of videos and tapes seen at a later date. It was such a big event for me- as said, going abroad for the first time- and sometimes it is all a blurr (no drugs either!).

Yes, I know what you mean. I can only really picture Jimi Hendrix in his pink jacket, but I know the others were on and of course the music brings it back.

My friends and I were quite disillusioned towards the end though - so many thefts and other incidents did rather spoil the atmosphere.

I didn't see or hear of any trouble- perhaps that was more the case on the camp-site- As said, all I had was a small blanket, a small hairbrush and a toothbrush!

How funny to think so many of us were there.

DH has reminded me that one of the last acts, The Moody Blues, were playing as a mist rolled in from the sea and the buses were lining up outside our cottage in readiness to pick everyone up when it finished. It was very spooky watching the buses moving quietly along the Freshwater Road.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mb0Enq3Be9E

This will bring back memories. Our white painted cottage can just be seen around 7:55 minutes in.

I heard a song on the radio yesterday, which I identified as being by one, or both, of the two old men from The Muppets. It was endearing in an elderly-old-guy not-really-a-singer kind of way.
It turned out to be Bob Dylan.

Exactly FarNorth - that's what I thought!