Imagine attending Ozzfest or Bonnaroo in the middle of November and you'll understand the difference between a Scottish summer rock festival and an American one. It was so overcast and cool at July's annual T in the Park in Balado (26 miles north of Edinburgh) that Pink needn't have bothered with her pre-show nipple tweaker (yes, she has one; supposedly it gets her pumped). "I've never played a festival this big," she told us backstage. "I'm a little nervous. But getting 60,000 people riled up at the same time is fun. It's like, 'Fuck, let's rock out! Let's drink some beer!'"Yes, let's. The Pixies weren't the only legends reuniting for T this year. So were the Wu-Tang Clan, sadly minus Ol' Dirty Bastard. "We all had chances to go out and experience our own things," the RZA told us, "whether it was movies or TV or albums, and we know we should come together and do one more strong Wu-Tang campaign. We're planning a new record, but we haven't started it yet. Right now, we're just getting to know each other again." As if on cue, a member of the Wu crew walked by with a big, steaming plate of caterer's table meat. "See, some of us eat beef, some of us is vegetarians since we last met!" the RZA explained. Before going onstage, Justin Hawkins of the Darkness (who were bumped up to headlining status after David Bowie pulled out due to heart surgery) promised: "We've put together an enormous production at the last minute." "Lasers?" we asked, hopefully. "Lasers are too 1989," he said. "We're more 1985."Glaswegian heroes Franz Ferdinand, who played a bit farther down the bill last year, seemed happy to be upgraded, but even happier to be home. "I'm going to see my mum," drummer Paul Thomson said excitedly. "I think she's gonna show me every TV appearance we've done in the last year." The Libertines also performed, without singer/guitarist Pete Doherty, whose drug problem has led to several worryingly short trips to rehab. "It would be nice to have Pete here, but there's no point in compounding his illness by accepting it," singer Carl Barat said. We asked Jake Shears, frontman for New York's own pop-disco ironists Scissor Sisters (who are huge in Britain), if he missed New York, where the air turns to poop vapor around this time of year. "I do," he said, "but it's gone beyond being homesick. Now it feels like the world is my home." If this is your home, can you please turn the heat up?