Ireland's Woodstock

We read in Thursday's Irish Times that plans are afoot to resurrect a well-known music festival in the southwestern town of Lisdoonvarna. The festival was last held in 1983. The circumstances of its demise are concisely described:

...a group of bikers were part-paid in beer crates by the promoters to provide security after revellers breached the perimeter fence.

Think of it as Ireland's version of the 10-cent beer night fiasco. Despite the 20 year gap, the Lisdoonvarna festival is well remembered (or imagined) by many Irish people, because of the very funny song about it by Christy Moore. The lyrics are loaded with references, many of them specific to the early 80s, but some are timeless, as in

A 747 for Jackson Browne,
They had to build a special runway just to get him down.
Before the Chieftains could start to play,
Seven creamy pints came out on a tray.

The local farmers aren't happy about a revival given the history but if the government can overcome local opposition to allow nearby Shannon Airport to be used for a war, what chance do a few pesky farmers have?