In the attached artwork Michael Eavis, the proprietor of the famous, mud-shellacked Glastonbury dairy farm, upon which the eponymous music festival is held, embraces--and in doing so reconciles, the school dodgems (the Blur fans) and the shaggy punters (Oasis fans). I came to regard the scene as (both spatially and temporally) a diorama for the peculiar life I'd taken on back in the late 90's.
Your guess is as good as mine as to what the valentimes-colored creature with the vaguely fossiliferous character in the lower right of the picture is. Smart money's on trilobite sushi.
The plant is wheat grass, or a psychologically cryptic expression of the shortage of green space in my adult life. Dude, Glastonbury went on forever.