In the UK we get all kinds of music festivals when it creeps up to summertime. You’ll get your big heavy things like Download and Bloodstock, then you’ll get the indie poison of choice like Reading and Leeds or Parklife. Then there’s the original hippy gathering with millions injected into it; Glasto. Then you’ll get your niches like Bluedot. 

But do you remember the original Woodstock? Probably not, you’re too young because so am I. 

So what the UK is missing is an old school hippy fest with a twist…

Until now. 

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