Jon Fratelli's Glastonbury diary

Jun 29 2008

The Fratellis set Glastonbury alight on Friday night and we persuaded frontman Jon to keep a festival diary - just for Email.

FRIDAY

We arrived just after lunch, just back from the States so still jet-lagged. The famous mud got me. I fell. You can't swagger in wellies!

I was a little nervous before going on, which is unusual, but as soon as I walked up to the stage and saw the crowd I was fine. The crowd seems like it goes for miles.

The original plan we had was two huge flaming Fs, big letters on fire each side of the stage because in the dark it would be amazing. But they weren't into us setting fire to stuff. All our ideas are like that. It's a pyro thing. We thought fine, we'll burn the drum kit. But they weren't up for that either.

It was great, with the set going so well and knowing we still had Chelsea Dagger up our sleeves. Who could get used to that buzz. Maybe U2, but not me.

SATURDAY

We came off stage and headed back to the bus. I went for a wander about 3am and met this Glasgow guy selling burgers and he gave me a big tray of burgers for nothing and even let me have the big mustard and tomato sauce things, which was nice of him.

Funny place to wander about in the middle of the night, but then I suppose any field with 200,000 people would be.

I ended up on the tour bus with our lighting guys singing Pink Floyd songs and realising at that point it had all gone a bit wrong and I was in a bit of a nick. It was a good night. It must have been.

I woke up about noon and am lying here in my black coffin on the tour bus. I think it might be parked at the airport.

We're going to Switzerland for another festival.

I am gutted that I couldn't hang around to see Leonard Cohen and Neil Diamond. They are big heroes of mine and I can't believe I'm missing them.

I don't feel too great this morning to be honest.

But I'm sure it wasn't those burgers - he was a nice guy.