Performing at Glastonbury 2005

The world's greatest ongoing rock festival began in 1970, and your one-quid admission bought you a free glass of milk from the farm. The prices have changed since then, but the heart and soul remain the same, as great rockers — from old-timers like Van Morrison to upstarts like Kasabian — head for the fields.

It's all about the eclecticism: weaving your way from Pyramid Stage to Left Field to New Tent (rechristened the John Peel Stage), so you can sample Nigel Kennedy's classical fiddle, Royksopp's slo-mo Nordic electronica and Steve Earle's pumped-up country rock.

A trip to Glastonbury is a three-day experiment in euphoric sleep-deprivation and sonic mind-warpage: chances are you'll discover a groundbreaking sound that will alter your perception of the world, whether it's produced by innovative veterans like Taj Mahal or genre-bending new blood, like M.I.A.

There are only two ways you're coming out of Glastonbury — sunbaked or mud-caked — but one thing's for certain: your ears will be filled-to-overflowing with the greatest sounds that rock has to offer. From the legendary 1971 "Glastonbury Fayre" through the 1981 "Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament" festival and the 1997 "Year of the Mud", Glastonbury just keeps on keeping on — a tented utopia, a creative explosion, a legend, a great big heap of sound. We give you Merrie England's rock Camelot.