Listening to music through my iPod and mini speakers, and viewing images of the bands I had just watched on my video phone, I began to contemplate the growing influence of corporatism and technology on rock festivals.

Even getting drunk - the raison d'etre for many a rock fan - is getting complicated.

Going to the bar and asking for the beverage of your choice is no longer a case of getting the surly barman's attention.

First you have to queue for half an hour to get some beer tokens, as no cash is handled by the bar staff, then you have to queue for twice as long to get a pint. If beer tokens had been around in Keith Richards' day, he may not have so many wrinkles by now.

And if you want to spend your hard earned cash on beer outside the main arena, it was £40 for 24 cans of Carling.

For anyone who doesn't know the wines and spirits aisle in their local supermarket, that's a mark-up of about £25. Even Morrissey was getting in on the act.

When introducing his new single In The Future When All's Well, he asked the audience to text to get the single on their phones. Whatever happened to the man who criticised the music industry for ripping off fans with his Smiths classic Paint A Vulgar Picture? It is doubtful whether Moz will make much money from his shameful attempt at commercialism as the single is one of his worst ever.

It is unfair for festival-goers who act impeccably and tidy up their rubbish when even camping is an expensive business judging by prices charged for loo roll and camp stove gas.