Somerset, England • Glastonbury • June 26, 1998
innocent criminal
Christopher “Evil Vince” May
Upon arriving at Glastonbury for the first time,
I realized I’d not absorbed the historical significance
of that site’s codependency with excessive rain.
An extraordinary amount of mud would not begin to
describe the amounts of dirt and water there.
Everything was stuck in this mire.
This was normal for Glasto,
So I jumped right in, without my shoes on.
I walked thoroughly around Worthy Farm
- checking out bands and performances -
just to realize later I could’ve caught the Gout,
or any number of other strange things from
walking barefoot in the mud all day.
hhmmm, the more I think about it,
maybe I did? hrrm.
