Plastic Dreams - Orbital (1/6)

It's a balmy Saturday night on Worthy Farm, Somerset, in 1994. Paul and Phil Hartnoll, two shaven-headed techno brothers from Sevenoaks, are celebrating "a top blag". Leftfield, arguably the band of the moment, have pulled out of Glastonbury at the eleventh hour and Orbital have been handed the chance to send 40,000 sunburned festival-goers back to their tents with 'Chime' ringing in their ears. It's the coveted closing set on Glastonbury's second stage and Paul, the younger of the pair, is already getting butterflies as he watches an apprehensive Björk limbering up with some pre-stage deep-breathing exercises. "Phhhwwww!!" exhales the elfin one, glancing around nervously. "Phhhwwww!!"
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