Curated by Radio 1 DJ Rob da Bank (keeping it in the family with help from Mrs da Bank), previous Besitvals have seen no lesser talents than Basement Jaxx, Fatboy Slim, Mylo, 2manydjs, The Go! Team and Soulwax take to its stages.

You'll notice a definite lack of black-clad geetar-waving shoegazers in that list: where All Tomorrow's Parties seems to revel in forcing its attendees into grim chalets in the middle of winter to prove their indier-than-thou credentials, Bestival is bright, breezy and out to dance.

But it's not all about the musical delights ­ the other attractions on offer ensure that Bestival is to high camp what Glastonbury is to the spirit of flower power. For a start, camping here is whole different experience to your Vs and Readings, with a Boutique Campsite where (for a price, admittedly) you can live in five star luxury by hiring a Bohemian Bivouac, Tipi or Yurt, lounge glamorously around a Beach Hut village and café complete with its own real beach and deck chairs, or take a bunk in BusBed ­ a converted double-decker bus.

Choose any of these options and you can hang up your Stetson, sit back and sip Chardonnay while the sun shines off your Cath Kidson wellies. Unsurprisingly, most are already sold out for this year but wander as close as you're allowed and have a peek at what you could enjoy next year.

Assuming you feel the need to leave your safety net of luxury and venture forth into the fray, you'll find plenty of delights to please even the most demanding diva. En route to the main arena, watch out for the Laundrettas ­ a 10 strong troupe of housewives ready to pander to your every need. Get rid of any residual real-world stress in their mobile Pampour Parlour (sic), gossip with the lovely ladies in the Laundromat of Love and afterwards, look for an Insecurity Guard to hug. You know it makes sense.

Last year Bestival hosted the world's biggest fancy dress party (10,000 people dressed as - oh, you guessed - cowboys and Indians) and the fun is set to carry on. There's a 24 hour Twilight Field in case you get musical hall cravings in the middle of the night, and Nelly the Elephant ­ a life-size steel elephant ridden by a singer. There's the Miniscule of Sound, officially the World's Smallest Nightclub, matadors, cowboys, pyromanics - what more do you want? Music? Hey, Bestival has got that too.

This year's line-up promises playful gypsy punks Gogol Bordello on Friday night, high camp troubadours Pet Shop Boys on Saturday and New York pretenders to the Vaudevillian pop crown Scissor Sisters on Sunday (try saying that while doing a Jonathan Ross impersonation).

In between, you'll find Mystery Jets, Sunshine Underground, Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly!, Nathan Fake, The Long Blondes, DJ Yoda, Shitdisco, M Craft, iLiKETRAiNS, Erol Aklan, The Pipettes, Good Shoes, Jim Noir, Devandra Banhart, Kid Creole & The Coconuts and some bird called Lily Allen (who our esteemed Editor-in-Chief assures me is worth a look if you can drag yourself away from the Bollywood Bar or the Blue Pavilion).

There's 24-hour, non-stop, ambient and electronica and even a solar powered cinema to keep you out of trouble. If all of that still can't please you, there's plenty to explore elsewhere on the island, from various reminders of Jimi Hendrix's legendary performance in 1970 to The Brading Experience, the world's best/worst tourist-attraction-cum-museum.

All sounds fantastic but, I hear you shout, how are you going to get there? It's half way to France and not on any routes Megabus advertise. On a cruise ship, of course, or at least a Wightlink or Red Funnel ferry service from Portsmouth or Southampton and when you land, shuttle buses will whisk you to Robin Hill Country Park at the heart of the island. From London, you can be there in a couple of hours, we're reliably informed.

It's fun, it's funky, it's not that far away and if you're lucky, the sunshine will even hold out for the entire weekend. Give it a try, and tell them musicOMH.com sent you.