Clambering into the crew bus after the tumultuous finale of the festival was an event in itself.
Screaming, mobbing fans pressed against the windows like a scene from Don’t Look Back. Or HELP.
The crew onboard joking that the mob was after me; with everyone knowing it was the local uberpopstar in the front seat they were screaming for.
On the way I’d run into music journalist Peter Culshaw, whose newly released biography of Manu Chao, Clandestinois an inspiration in participative journalism. I read it on my Kobo by candlelight in the back of a van somewhere down the road.