Your unbelievably bleak consumerist festival guide

YOUR shallow, self-absorbed and unhappy guide to attending a profit-led music festival.

This year there are more festivals to choose from than ever before, from massive working class pop events with oppressive steel fences and sniffer dogs to small, intimate weekenders where conceited rich people pretend to be interested in culture.

Festivals are about music, laughter and most of all they’re about conforming to a stereotype of a young modern consumer who never reveals their vulnerabilities on social media. Here’s how to behave at a festival:

Rent some pre-constructed wigwam thing then get in it and do a ton of coke

Become paranoid and have a panicked conversation about your insecurities. Decide you are leaving the wigwam for the entire weekend. Then do another line and feel a bit better.

Go and watch Will Self read some pages out of a book while worrying

The literary tent is sparsely populated and feels safe, but you’re not sure how this qualifies as entertainment. Why is everyone better looking than you? And they’re talking about you, laughing at you, saying you’re fat.

See a famous musician looking old and weak. Realise you don’t even like music

Watching a big act, you realise you’ve never bought an album. You’re more into the gym and sunglasses. This is like that Banksy exhibition you went to despite not knowing who Banksy was. You didn’t see the point of that either.

Eat a load of food in some fucking toff cook’s ‘feast tent’ thing you have to pay extra for

Maybe some of the people there are famous. You would like that. Then you do a load more coke.

Ignore inner voice telling you ‘there must be something better in this world’

Gather your best-looking friends for a contrived photograph of ‘the perfect moment’. Realise your whole existence is a vapid exercise in self-promotion, and that in your heart you are alienated and more than a little bit afraid. Go back in wigwam and feel alone.

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Man at party refuses to acknowledge he drank out of can that was being used as ashtray 

A MAN has tried to just play it cool after drinking from a can that had been used as an ashtray.

Tom Booker drank from the can of Carling that he thought was his whilst speaking to Emma Bradford in the kitchen of his friends party.

Booker said: “It was quite a mouthful. I did well not to puke to be honest.

“I don’t think she noticed though.”

He added: “She did get an important text a couple of seconds later and then said that she had to go but I really don’t think the two are connected.”

Bradford said: “He did well not to puke to be honest.

“I’d put at least two fags in there so I can’t imagine it tasted very nice.”