As ever, Glastonbury, it’s been emotional. You’ve rained, made us muddy and even let us have a bit of sunshine. And now we really need some sleep. You can read some of the Guardian writers’ highlights here, from yoga with Jarvis to losing our minds at mysterious telephone booths. But we want to hear your favourite moments and stories from Glastonbury 2015 too.
Was it Patti Smith, who delivered one of the performances of the festival with an inspiring set which saw her rip strings off her guitar? Did you swoon over Father John Misty, or lounge out to Burt Bacharach? And what about that Kanye set?
Glastonbury gave us more than 2,000 performances over the last three days. So which was your favourite? Or did you manage to do the festival without seeing a single band all weekend?
Top moment of all was Everything Everything in Williams Green. A venue home to some of the finest festival "moments" in recent years. The true descendant of the sweaty, noisy New, Bands Tent (who does give a shit about an Oxford comma?), rather than the Cathederal like John Peel stage which is impressive in a new way. The audience and band connected, and both departed jubilant. A triumphant, emotive experience rather than the contrived prescripted euphoria of say... the Libertines. Also the joyful exuberance of the unassuming, underappreciated Belle & Sebastian who are just so special. Basking in the good will afforded Suede by the assembled nostalgic faithful. And revelling in the quirky madness of FFS. But most of all the pre-festival (Wednesday and Thursday) roaming with no plan, dancing the summer night away to gypsy jazz, and stumbling across great bands that describe themselves as a fusion of Turkish beats and Jackson 5. As always good, good, great times. Oh and the chemical toilets are gone. Yippee!!!!
During Lionel's set we met a very emotional Kate, a 22 year old who was in floods of tears as she had lost her boyfriend, Joe, in amongst the busy crowd. She was inconsolable.
After 15 minutes of trying to calm her and calling out his name to everyone within earshot, she sat on my shoulders to survey the crowd. Incredibly Joe spotted Kate and the moment that she saw him coming through the crowd toward her was my "Glastonbury moment". Pure joy and the crowd around me cheered as they embraced, happy that Joe had been found after an emotional 20 minutes for us all.
Michael Eavis playing tambourine to The Moody Blues' question. As one guy said,you know you're on the right stage when Michael Eavis turns up.
Hot Chip were sensational - their 'Dancing in the Dark' into 'All My Friends' finale was one of the most thrilling gig climaxes I've ever seen.
Closely followed by Patti Smith, Caribou and the first 10-15 minutes of Kanye.
Lionel Richie put on an amazing show - The man is a legend... I was hoping Kayne would blow it out of the box but instead ended up locked in one... His stage set was oppressive... Even he had tell the crew the get the ceiling off his fucking head - He certainly wasn't dancing on it... The Who sounded tired and weary... I liked The Slaves and Vintage Trouble... The headliners were not up to much... You need a headline group or artist to take the field - I guess there's not too many of them about these days... Stone Roses or The Prodigy would probably do it...
Suede. Whilst people were busy moaning about Kanye, I just went down to the John Peel and watched a band I last saw live when they played the Other Stage in 1993, a little before their debut album came out. They were absolutely magnificent: Brett Anderson looks and sounds indecently good and gave a fully committed performance. They were brilliant.
Other highlights for me were Billy Bragg on the Friday (as mentioned above) when he celebrated the SCOTUS decision with a rousing "Sexuality" that left not a dry-eye in the house. Also his performance with Frank Turner in the Leftfield on Saturday afternoon.
And.... of course... Lekiddo. Pinchy pinchy kiss kiss! Uncategorisable and entirely brilliant.
My daughters just come back and told me a great tale.
She said after failing to get in The Rabbit Hole bar because they never had a carrot to pay in with (?). They stumbled across another club with a man standing outside the entrance. She stopped a passing security staff member and asked how do you get in that club. He said you need a magic ticket and went in his bag and pulled out a shreddies (little cereal). Put it in my daughters hand then in all her mates hands who pleaded for one. So they march up to the stoned looking doorman and said there ya go mate here's our tickets and put the shreddies in his hand one by one . He looked down and said what's with all the fucking biscuits. At which my daughter turned round to see the security man laughing his bollocks off on the floor ,someone walk passed and said he's been doing that all fucking weekend.
The good stuff genuinely happens away from the bigger stages, with the pyramid stage lacking any real atmosphere.
That said brilliant sets from Super Furry Animals - who drew everyone away from the Stonebridge tent to the Park Stage on Friday, and FFS closing the night on the John Peel Stage
Having watched a lot of the highlights I'm surprised young fathers don't get a mention, most exciting thing I saw all weekend
Highlights: King Gizzard & The Lizard wizard, The Burning Hell, Spiritualized, East India Youth, Sinkane, FFS, Buzzcocks, Toy, Hooton Tennis Club, Courtney Barnett.
Had a great time - want to be back in The Crows Nest right now drinking lemongrass tea, eating flapjack and listening to great bands!
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The biggest shock for me was Sleaford Mods. I always dismissed them as just another generic indie band with a name like that. How wrong I was was. Genuinely unique. It takes balls to offer something so left field and I thought they nailed it.
Honourable mentions to Slaves, Fat White Family, and of course Patti Smith.