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When are we going to get an ace Thunderstorm?

In stark contrast to my derogatory post about Glastonbury on another thread, the very best storm I've ever seen was at Glastonbury circa 1987. The Cure were headlining the Saturday night (even they were a bit too trendy for my liking, but at least they were a real band), I had a head full of Strawberry acid, it had been a gorgeous day but now dusk was approaching and the Cure and their lasers were in full swing. Then, across the valley behind the pyramid stage, the sky started to look like Mordor as the thunderclouds gathered. The row of electricity pylons that cut right through the site started to look like a line of advancing behemoths, especially in the eerie storm light at dusk. Then the lightning began - bolt after bolt seared through the sky and appeared to be centred on the pyramid stage. Meanwhile, the lasers were fighting back - piercing the clouds and being reflected in a multitude of directions. The Cure were battling with the thunder for sonic surrendor and the pylons were trampling everything in their path. Amazingly, it didn't rain, so the air became saturated with electric charge and could be felt permeating through your entire body. The battle raged on throughout the Cure's set, finally ending in an uneasy truce. The amps and lasers were switched off, and the thunder gods withdrew, the clouds melting into the night sky and paving the way for the stars.

The gods put on a damn fine show that night, and left me with a positive image of the Cure which they probably wouldn't have received otherwise.

The above really happened, though the subjective symbolism may have been slightly drug induced.. :)
 
I remember being in a free party on a bit of a plateau where i could see a storm in the distance - it was in the lower area so you could sort of see the top of the storm: i started seeing these funny lightings shooting up from the tops of the clouds - i was on stuff, but this was really happening - me and several people watched them for ages. Later on i read about sprites
 
Coming back from dinner last night I thought I saw lightning in the sky. However, it wasn't like normal lightning, so much so that I let L convince me I was wrong and it must be some rave on a beach just up from our hotel. On an island where we are the only occupants. And one that doesn't do drugs.

Two hours later and I'm dragging L down to the sea to see what is becoming a spectacular electrical storm. The boats at anchor and a ferry moored out at sea are now being regularly lit up by sheet lightning. It's everywhere, to the left and the right, in front and behind us. But there's still no thunder or rain. It's eerie. The hornbills think so too and are suitably freaked to start crying out and flying from tree to tree in the sporadically lit-up blackness. Suddenly the ceiling of the sky above us is illuminated just as if someone had walked in a room and flicked a light switch. And at last there is a crack of thunder. A very big crack of thunder.

More thunder comes, but between the cracks it remains strangely silent, even the birds shutting up out of fear most likely.
And still there is no rain. We watch for about another half hour and then, for no reason, and without even a look to each other, we walk the fifty or so yards back to our hotel. The timing is uncanny. No sooner do we step onto our balcony, which is covered by a corrugated roof, than the heavens are split apart, the light show intensifies (that's some rave) and millions upon millions of litres of rain start to drop from the sky.

I have never seen such a storm in all my life. It continues for hours with flashes of lightning so bright they could blind. At the storm's height these flashes are going off at many per second. At midnight, despite our room being safely buried at ground level beneath two nearly touching rooves the bed is still being regularly lit by white light through the windows. And the rain hitting the roof is deafening.

It was an easy and beautiful way to fall asleep.
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Pangkor Island, Malaysia, October 2014
 
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