The list of artists I saw at my first Glastonbury includes a few names scribbled in small letters followed by many more written large. The former are "we were just going past the stage", "I think that is who they were were" and "comparatively unmemorable". And most of those are at the very start before we had found our bearings and our feet. The year was 1993. Artists 1 in small were the Black Velvet Band and then Artists 2 - now what is this? - the Barenaked Ladies. I can't say the memory is vivid. But it was sufficient to have been aware of them for all the subsequent years without ever getting to know them until now. Which is a bit odd given just how big they have been in Canada and elsewhere.
Barenaked Ladies - History of Everything
