My memory of NO at Glastonbury 1987 is the same ! Twilight, hill, local produce, light show and all. I remember sitting half way up the hill next to a girl I was in love with, who was not in love with me, with an acid-crazed cockney saying "respect due for the visuals !" in my right ear, over and over again. Despite unrequitedness and cockneys, it was just ace. Lasers ! Not many live acts had lasers in 1987. That night, NO were completely sublime.
Band I was most looking forward to that year was Husker Du. They were on in daylight on the main stage, v small crowd, drizzle, wind blowing the sound back and forth and all over. One of the biggest disappointments of my young life at the time. That and the fact that Green on Red didn't show up at all ...
That was the days when Glasto was much smaller, when festivals were still deeply uncool, some time before they (especially Glastonbury) became a middle-class lifestyle accessory. It was still possible to get over the fence for nowt--I paid, tho I had several mates who didn't. There were still no uniformed coppers on site, and the place was heavily populated by groups of drug dealers in blue boiler-suits and balaclavas. It was quite intimidating.
It was the best weekend, but I never went back. Went to the Cambridge Folk Festival more or less every year the following ten summers. Much smaller. Fewer knobheads. Ah, memries...