Good night, and good luck
That's it from me and Hannah. Thanks for your company, and we'll see you next year. And we'll end with the other version of the song that opened our Friday night blog. MH
Right, that's it from us. We've had a blast and we hope you have too. But, before we leave you, just a little reminder that this photograph below happened, and may it stay in your memories and make you laugh long after the tinnitus has subsided and the blood-alcohol levels are back to normal. See you again next year! (We'll be sleeping till then). HJP
So we thought Kasabian were dreary on the telly and Alexis thought they were great in the flesh. We thought London Grammar were great on the telly, but Mark Beaumont thought they were dreary in the flesh.
The string section hoisted on a gantry adds little, and London Grammar rarely bother to summon a decent crescendo, happy to stroke bongos or type away on samplers. “Maybe I’m wasting my young years,” Reid muses during the witchy disco of Wasting My Young Years. Quite – Silent Disco, anyone?
Your liveblogging team for the evening. Hannah looks livelier than me. But she's younger. MH
While we're waiting for the final few things to come through from Worthy Farm, here is an EXCLUSIVE picture of Arcade Fire's front man, Win Butler, who headlined the Pyramid Stage on Friday. HJP
Kasabian are currently being interviewed on BBC Two. Naturally, they're a model of humility, propriety and sobriety. Meanwhile, in the office...(I'm blaming my colleague Paul Simon for this). HJP
I am drinking leftover amaretto from when @stuheritage did an Oscars drinking game. We liveblogging #Glastonbury pic.twitter.com/INLs5nHthT
— HannahJane Parkinson (@ladyhaja) June 29, 2014
Here's Alexis Petridis's Kasabian review. It obviously felt more rousing in the field than it did at my desk. MH
Kasabian get arguably the most vociferous reaction of any of this year’s Pyramid stage headliners, people bellowing along and letting off flares, sending smoke billowing through the crowd. By the time they perform a deeply unexpected cover of Fatboy Slim’s Praise You to a faintly hysterical response, it’s pretty obvious that their set is a triumph.
"The fact is, we destroyed it," Tom Meighan tells BBC2. And Serge Pizzorno says that during Glastonbury, an accountant can be what he wants to be, and that's what makes it special. But what if the accountant wants to be an accountant? MH
Totally agree with Michael on Hannah Reid's voice. Meanwhile, here's one Dad's take on the Kasabian set. HJP
"La la la" etc pic.twitter.com/d9t7n37Qx1
— Camilla Pia (@Camizzzle) June 29, 2014
London Grammar highlights on BBC2 at the moment. Dead good. She's got a brilliant voice. MH
What's that? You'd like to see some photos of the acts who performed today? SURE. HJP
Lucy Rose!
The 1975!
Kasabian!
Ed Sheeran!
Dolly!
London Grammar!
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And that's it from Kasabian. "That's how to headline," says Mark Radcliffe. "Kudos to Kasabian," says Jo Whiley. That's nearly it from us. We'll be bringing you the last few reviews soon, so hang around. MH
The other thing is I've always reckoned any of Kasabian's songs would perfectly fit the Verve's video for Bitter Sweet Symphony. They have that whole shoulder-barging-people-while-wearing-a-leather-jacket vibe. HJP
I have to say, Kasabian aren't the most interesting band in the world – PERSONAL OPINION – but they do have a few big 'tunes', and that last singalong sounded pretty special. If milked. But, hey, it's the final night of Glastonbury on the Pyramid stage. The trumpets; I loved the trumpets. HJP
Here's some reaction to London Grammar's set, brought to us from the Twitter bird like a stork delivers a baby. HJP
London Grammar are absolutely breathtaking. #Glastonbury
— Ashhh (@fearnie07) June 29, 2014
BIG UP LONDON GRAMMAR!!!!!!! #Glastonbury
— Ashhh (@fearnie07) June 29, 2014
Everyone's tweeting about Kasabian but you're all wrong cos you should be watching London Grammar #Glastonbury
— Hannah Terry (@hannahterry_) June 29, 2014
London Grammar - easily one of the best live acts I have ever, ever seen! #Glastonbury
— Jake H Willis (@jakehwillis) June 29, 2014
The singer of London Grammar - what a beautiful live vocal #bbcglasto #Glastonbury
— Angelica Bryant (@gellibryant) June 29, 2014
London Grammar closes Glastonbury beautifully
— Kevin McPhillips (@kevinmcphillips) June 29, 2014
It's not entirely Kasabian's fault – this weekend's work started at 7am on Friday and has ended in the am every night – but I'm starting to feel like James Caan, and this is what Tom Meighan is starting to look like. MH
Tom from Kasabian has definitely stolen a lot of his stage moves from Robbie Williams. HJP
Dammit, all the other stages have shut up shop for the night, for the festival in fact, which means I'm forced to watch Kasabian. It's like when you get to the very end of the Quality Street tin and are forced to eat those funky green triangle things. HJP
Re: Disclosure and Sam Smith playing Latch, this is me right now. HJP
Did Tom Meighan just say "That's really fucking rock'n'roll, isn't it?" with deadly seriousness after leading a singalong of Happy Birthday? Is this, as Alexis Petridis likes to ask, what Sid Vicious died for? MH
HAHAHAHA. I have absolutely no idea who this person is, but thanks for making me weep with laughter. HJP
There are people who like to say that Glastonbury isn't what it used to be. That it's bland and mainstream now. Not like way back when. This is the band who played the Sunday night headline slot in 1985. MH
DISCLOSURE ARE PLAYING LATCH WITH SAM SMITH AND IT IS PRETTY AMAZING ALL TOLD. (HJP).
London Grammar just finished their set on a massive high – they were absolutely fantastic to be fair. Hannah Reid really does have a set of lungs on her. Well, most people have a set of lungs on them. But, like, she can sing. Is what I meant. Yeah. HJP
What are people saying about Kasabian?
Vine of the night from this young lady whose dancing is almost – almost – as good bad as mine. I got you, gurl. <3 HJP
Sorry, I had to pop away from my desk. Did I miss any cricket references or mid-song "Glastonbury!" shouts? MH
Oh no wait, apparently Disclosure v TOWIE is a true struggle. I apologise. HJP
Why do disclosure have to be on at Glastonbury now when towies on ffs
— ellaR (@erookex) June 29, 2014
Here's what you all are saying about Disclosure right now on the West Holts stage.
Okay @GlastoFest it's your turn!! Everyone, to the West Holts stage now!! Tune into BBC 3 to watch live!
— Disclosure (@disclosure) June 29, 2014
disclosure are sick at glastonbury, wowwwaahh
— eleasha (@eleashalilymay) June 29, 2014
Disclosure are just mint #Glastonbury 🔥👌
— Emmanuel_A (@MaNny_A_) June 29, 2014
Just respect what @disclosure are doing at Glastonbury right now. unreal. 👌
— Spencer Martin (@DjSpencerMartin) June 29, 2014
Shots fiiiiired!
Ellie Goulding can bore off, want to see Disclosure 😈🎵🎶🎵 #Glastonbury
— Liv (@livplunkettx) June 29, 2014
And, er, this...
SHOUT OUT to the girl watching Disclosure at #Glastonbury sat on someone's shoulders doing poppers in front of everyone watching BBC3.
— Mof Giménez (@mofgimmers) June 29, 2014
And this, which is an example of damning with faint praise:
Disclosure's live set from glastonbury over towie any day
— (@heyimcarmen_) June 29, 2014
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Disclosure have been having a lot of fun around the festival site it seems, including playing table tennis...
...and watching Jurassic 5 play on the Friday. (Scroll down to earlier in the blog to see their performance of Improvise). HJP
Kasabian are the very definition of "fine if you like that sort of thing". There's not the brute-force "fuck you" of Metallica, or Arcade Fire's defying you not to at least admire their artistry. They're just ploddingly efficient. You can't imagine them actually rousing a rabble, more slightly prodding the rabble. By the way, midsong random "Glastonbury!" No 4. MH
Also I was quite worried about the Lorde and Disclosure mash-up of Royals and White Noise at the Brits earlier this year, but fair play to them, they absolutely pulled it off. Have a watch after the set if you haven't seen it before. HJP
This is the best I can do with canister. I'm not even convincing myself here. MH
DISCLOSURE ARE PLAYING WHITE NOISE WHICH IS ONE OF THE BEST POP SONGS OF THE PAST FEW YEARS AND THE CROWD ARE GOING MAD FOR IT!!! (HJP)
I'm going to struggle with "canister", aren't I? Stevie is the song that proves Kasabian have been watching Game of Thrones. You knurrrr nuthing, Serge Pizzorno. MH
I've now apparently progressed to doing this...
...at my desk while I watch Disclosure. Might also be pretending to DJ every time I switch between my desktop and laptop to type, but shouldn't really, *wince* disclose that. Oh god. HJP
Hmmm. "voucher". Ah, I've got it! They're referring to gift vouchers redeemable in Chelmsford … MH
More evidence for my cricket theory … MH
Eez-eh! Everyone's on bugle! We're being watched by Google! I'm eating a Pot Noodle! I bought myself a poodle! MH
London Grammar are currently playing on the John Peel stage. Pretty pissed that I've never read an interview in which they've been asked about their position on the Oxford comma. Harriet Gibsone, however, did catch up with them earlier this year and asked them a few Glastonbury related questions. HJP
It’s nearly Glastonbury! Do you see festivals as a fun opportunity not to wash for a few days, or do you panic at the prospect of germs?
Hannah: I do panic at the thought of dirtiness. I don't like germs. If someone sneezes on the tube, or one of my friends is ill, I get paranoid about getting sick. If I get sick my voice suffers.
Dan: I’m in the middle. Dot is a full-on festival-goer. I’d never been until last year. I don't mind camping but I couldn't do six days of it. Does anyone like festival toilets? They're just fucking gross.
Is Dot the smelly one on the tour bus?
Dan: The joke is that I have a nice-smelling natural odour and he doesn't ... well, he doesn't smell, he’s just got that fucking hair. God knows what gets in it.
You’re headlining the John Peel stage on Sunday at Glastonbury. Last year, Phoenix headlined the John Peel stage on Sunday at Glastonbury. Who are better at headlining the John Peel stage on Sunday at Glastonbury?
Hannah: I'm sure Phoenix are. With us, it still feels like we’re fluking it every time. In our live career, we really are inexperienced.
- Random "Glastonbury" shout No 3! (They have to be mid-song) MH
Random "Glastonbury" shout No 2! MH
Damn you Kasabian, the lack of a word on your screen this time prevents me verifying my theory. Is this absence meant to symbolise a break for bad light? Because now the lighting is starker white, with much less saturation of the stage. Be very hard to pick up a bouncer in those conditions. MH
Prediction for next words: "Back of a length". MH
Watching Disclosure is making me 'desk dance', which tbh happens every day at work and never goes un-commented upon by mortified colleagues. To be fair, it looks a bit like this...
HJP
Seriously, I think there might be a cricket theme to Kasabian's backdrops. Now it says 20/20. We've had Bumble. And I bet they have cordial at drinks breaks. MH
There must be something written into headliners' contracts stipulating that they shout "GLASTONBERRRRRRRY!" at random moments in the middle of songs at least six times a set. James Hetfield kept doing it last night, but proved his rebelliousness by leaving off the "NBERRRRRRRY". And Win Butler forfeited his fee by not doing it at all. MH
Ok, got Disclosure up on the West Holts stage. They're currently playing When a Fire Starts to Burn, with big flames (I think) licking up the side of the stage (and projected on the screen behind them), which I'm almost certain is a health and safety hazard. But Michael Eavis seemed a bit pissed about having to cut sets short due to the electrical storms on Friday, so perhaps he's relaxed his policy a little bit. Don't play with matches, kids. HJP
Guardian contributor Sarah Dempster has harsh words for Tom and Serge. MH
I'm about to switch over to watch Disclosure, but it's tough to tear myself away from James Blake's set. He's really hit it out of the park (stage) tonight...HJP
Why does it say "cordial" on the big screen for Shoot the Runner? Is a refreshing fruit-based drink street slang for something illegal and recreational? What next? "Just got to go and see my man to get some Robinson's Orange Barley Water for the weekend. You need any Ribena, man?" MH
"We're in ecstasy! We're in ecstasy! We're in ecstasy" is the most daring and hard-to-decipher double entendre since … MH
They start with Bumblebee and the giant screen flashes up the word "bumble". Which may very well be a tribute to …
Nice roller blinds. Kasabian have been to Ikea, evidently. MH
Right, so BBC2 is building up for Kasabian, whose song Fire is described as a "monumental classic". Which may be overstating things. This is a monumental classic.
Also, my television pick right now is James Blake who is absolutely smashing it on the Park stage right now.
His fringe is looking particularly good too. Well played, James. HJP
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A beautiful commenter has requested more photos, so here you are...we'll post more as the night unfolds. HJP
The Horrors!
The Black Keys!
METALLICA FANS!
Yoko Ono!
'Two revellers!'
We've got a Black Keys review for you, and it's by Dorian Lynskey. MH
Unusually, the Black Keys have got better as they've got bigger, revealing a talent for fiendishly catchy classic rock (new song Gotta Get Away sounds like it could have been blasting out of a car's AM radio some time in the 1970s) and no inclination to sound like U2.
Shots fired! @alannamcardle_ must have missed the 700 posts Michael and I made about what an incredible guitarist Annie Clark was, and also my post pointing out the number of extremely talented female performers there have been at the festival this year. And the fact we also mentioned Annie's football skills... HJP
Specifically … MH
.@guardianmusic could you not have found someone to cover glasto who doesn't solely write about the female performers' appearance?
— ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ (@alannamcardle_) June 29, 2014
Here's an interesting interview Kasabian gave to Caspar Llewellyn Smith. I'm sure there was some Twitter furore at the time, but I can't remember what, exactly. Which is helpful of me. Right, I'm going to have to reboot my computer given that my cursor has completely disappeared (WHAT KIND OF CRAZY VOODOO IS THIS?), and as Michael says, there's a bit of a lull at the moment. HJP
Apologies to those who thought I was judging Ellie Goulding by her appearance. I wasn't – it was just an extraordinary outfit, as Hannah pointed out. And St Vincent – well, it's about the incredible music. That's what excites me so much. MH
In a bit of a televisual dead zone at the moment. Ellie Goulding's set is deathly dull, and James Blake isn't really what I need to keep me awake. So it's the Wailers on the Red Button by default. Except it keeps cutting out. MH
Some appreciation from the lovely Diana for our Bombay Bicycle Club update earlier. Love getting feedback from the fans. HJP
@ladyhaja thank you :)
— Diana Mariska (@dmariska_) June 29, 2014
If you are the sort of person who loves Glastonbury and also the sort of person who loves personalised number plates, then get ready, cos this might be quite exciting for you...(not as exciting as Annie Clark, mind). HJP
Kasabian in a bit then. We're not doing bugle here, though it's possible we're being watched by Google. Billy Bragg, of course, said you can't tell Kasabian apart from Spinal Tap. But it turns out that Mr Bragg really can tell the two apart. Read this, it's funny. MH
He's Faris Badwan of The Horrors looking quietly HORRIFIED at these muddy punters. Someone give me a raise. HJP
Here's Alexis Petridis's roundup of the weekend for tomorrow's G2. There'll be more from Alexis later, as he reviews Kasabian's concluding Pyramid Stage set. MH
Also, bringing us back to DOLLY PARTON earlier, the country queen has a reputation for being as good with a sharp one-liner as a bangin’ country anthem and she didn’t disappoint on the Other stage earlier today. Here are some choice snippets from the big- boobed lunged one:
I came from a big family. We weren’t Catholics, just a bunch of horny hillbillies up in the mountains
Now I look at my husband with his greying temples, and I wanna call Jolene and say, “well you can have him now!”
I grew up on a big old farm like this one Michael Eavis has, so this mud ain’t nothing new to me!
You couldn’t live in the mountains without a banjo
I patterned my look after the town tramp. She was this loose woman, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I’d had ever seen
It was hard to find a boyfriend up in the mountains unless they were related to you. I had to go far and wide to find a boyfriend who wasn’t a blood-kin
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It wasn't me and Hannah getting all het up about St Vincent. Kate Hutchinson, who – incredibly – has the middle name Starsky, was actually there, and said it was pretty good. How good? Five damn stars good! MH
Ellie Goulding's being told off by her drummer, she says. He must have just noticed the bloody floor tom at the front of the stage. MH
Here's the sun going down going on Worthy Farm as we speak...HJP
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Ellie Goulding's bra is live on the iPlayer. I can reveal there is a black strap behind the gold lamé cups. The bra is saying how much being at Glastonbury means to it. I fear there is going to be deployment of the bane of modern music – the pointless floor tom at the front of stage for the singer to bang needlessly. You know what, people who do that – that's what you've got a drummer for. Drummers have feelings, too. By banging your floor tom, you're telling them: "I do not trust you to beat out four-four time unaccompanied." You might just as well add: "And I heard your mum does it with bus conductors round the back of Costcutter." MH
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I REALLY WANT Sia to play Glastonbury. Because can you imagine this as the sun is going down?
Anyone got any dream Glastonbury performers? Drop 'em in the comments below. HJP
If you want to see Ellie Goulding's bra live, they're about to show it on BBC3. They're going to allow Ellie Goulding herself on the screen, too, apparently. At the moment, George Ezra's playing Budapest but I can't see if he's wearing a bra because he's got a shirt on. He doesn't look like he needs a bra, but you never know. MH
Caspar Llewellyn Smith has been in Babylon too long. So he cleansed himself spiritually by going to see the Wailers. MH
Also, fair play to Ellie Goulding whose stage outfit consists of Dr. Martens and a bra...killing it, sister. (She's currently on the Other stage). HJP
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It's all kicking off here in the office as Michael and I fight it out to win the heart of Annie Clark, before a colleague has to step in...HJP
How do you think today's Pyramid Stage running order would have looked if it had been decided by the number of Spotify streams? I have the answer – from headliners downwards …
Ed Sheeran
The 1975
The Black Keys
Kasabian
Dolly Parton
Caro Emerald
Toumani and Sidiki
(English National Ballet aren't on Spotify, you'll be surprised to learn).
You can see how the other days would have been different on our "nifty" interactive here. MH
Reasons I enjoy Black Keys more than Jack White
1 They have better tunes these days
2 They've never been dickish about him in public
3 They have better tunes these days
4 Dan Auerbach was once an extra in Nashville
5 They have better tunes these days. MH
At first I thought this was sarcastic, but given that I haven't written anything about Bombay Bicycle Club, I shall take this as a sincere request, and acquiesce...
@ladyhaja Oh Hannah tell me more about Bombay Bicycle Club please
— Diana Mariska (@dmariska_) June 29, 2014
Here is what Bombay Bicycle Club's Jack Steadman looked like playing earlier on the Other stage.
Here is what people were saying...
Bombay Bicycle Club at Glastonbury....so so good
— Ella McDaid (@EllaMcDaid) June 29, 2014
#BombayBicycleClub's set at #Glastonbury was really lovely.
— Nick Selby (@Nick_Selby1) June 29, 2014
Bombay Bicycle Club at Glastonbury are killin' it ✌
— 氣 jenni (@jenigma_) June 29, 2014
Weirdly, I liked Bombay bicycle club performance at #Glastonbury #notmyusual
— Darren Jones (@dazgjones) June 29, 2014
And here, just for you Diana, is a truly beautiful acoustic version of Dust on the Ground from Watch Listen Tell. HJP
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I think the chances of Annie Clark falling in love with me would have been rather lessened had she seen me eating that kebab. But she didn't. So there's hope for us yet. Black Keys are either side of me – live on iPlayer to my right and highlights on BBC3 to my left. On BBC3, they briefly captured a white haired and bearded man giving Dan Auerbach a look that appeared to be pure hatred (though was probably rapt concentration). Maybe it was Jack White in disguise.
Right I have to go and wash my face and hands. I feel kebab dirty and slightly sick. MH
I feel like Adam Richman. MH
HIYA
When you eat a kebab, you want kebaby rock, so I've switched over to Black Keys on the Pyramid Stage, who are bringing the chilli sauce. MH
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How many frigging awesome female guitarists and musicians have we seen this weekend? The Haim sisters, Anna Calvi, Warpaint = all fantastic musicians. Here's how much everyone loves Annie Clark... HJP
st vincent, glastonbury, female prince?
— brett jordan (@brett_jordan) June 29, 2014
Successfully ignored Glastonbury all weekend, but watched St. Vincent live stream because St. Vincent #stvincent #stvincent
— cms the chaos wizard (@colinstrickland) June 29, 2014
St Vincent at Glastonbury is taking me into another realm. Such an exciting guitartist
— Philip Watkinson (@phabfil) June 29, 2014
Totally wish I could shred like @st_vincent #glastonbury #chopsenvy
— Cloud Boat (@cloud_boat) June 29, 2014
St Vincent is KILLING IT on the Park Stage right now. #Glastonbury
— Ben Gray (@theonecalledben) June 29, 2014
Healthy living, folks. MH
Tonight, I have a heart attack. pic.twitter.com/UFyCJdbOnk
— Michael Hann (@MichaelAHann) June 29, 2014
Tucking into a burger thought: despite the fact we've been safely ensconced in the office for the last three nights, I think it's fair to say we've eaten as much festival type grub as our team on the ground. HJP
JAMIE'S BACK WITH KEBABS! MH
LOVING the cover for tomorrow's G2. HJP
Tomorrow's @guardiang2 is a Glastonbury spesh we made this weekend pic.twitter.com/o4amGRV6s9
— Tim Lusher (@timlusher) June 29, 2014
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People are shouting "Go on, Annie!" at the Park stage. And who can blame them. I bet Alicia Canter wishes she'd been in front of the Park stage this afternoon, instead of getting a black eye taking pictures of people throwing tomatoes. MH
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I think St. Vincent's set might be my favourite so far this year of the festival. She was in the office not that long ago and I had to take a moment to myself to weep quietly when I realised I had just missed her roaming Guardian HQ. HJP
Poetry alert! In a not-all-about-the-music post (except it totally is right now, re: Annie Clark absolutely killing it), the wonderful Kate Tempest is currently spitting and flowing over on Left Field. Here is her poem The Teen's Speech on British's disillusioned, downtrodden youth. Yeah, I'm looking at YOU COALITION GOVERNMENT. HJP
Time for a cold shower, in the form of a review of Ed Sheeran. But hang on, Tshepo Mokoena's as excited about him as I am about Annie Clark … MH
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Please, I beg you, tune in to St Vincent on the iPlayer. This is a spine tingling set. Just gorgeous. She's doing Prince Johnny now. At the risk of giving you too much information, this music is so sensuous, almost erotic … MH
Here's some great roving photography from the Guardian's Tara Herman earlier today. HJP
Our sub Jamie Thomson has gone out on a kebab run with £30 of my money stuffed in his mitts. Jamie's used to have a band. If you want to hear them, here they are … MH
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A Glastonbury in 2020 clarification
Earlier, we reported that Michael Eavis had said he would consider the future of Glastonbury in 2020. Our reporter on the ground, Josh Halliday, has since said he took the remarks to mean Eavis would consider his own involvement in the festival, not the festival itself. We've amended the story to reflect that. MH
She's doing Surgeon now. Love this song. So woozy, like a sleepless hot night. And the opening line – "I spent the summer on my back" – gives me chills. MH
And continuing our series on ME BEING IN LOVE WITH ANNIE CLARK, here is our very own Harriet Gibsone with the lady herself earlier, courtesy of Tshepo Mokoena. HJP
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While Michael and I are both sharing our love for St. Vincent, I thought I'd also share the fact that Annie Clark is actually pretty good at football. Here she is giving an in-depth tutorial on how to do a rainbow flick, as she used to play "soccer" at school.
Other musicians who are good at footy include Serge Pizzorno from Kasabian (who has something of Johan Cruyff about him), and, er, Olly Murs. You heard it here first. HJP
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A bit of heavy rock
St Vincent, of course, can shred. Which is often something associated with heavy rock. (See how seamless that link was. That's why I get paid the medium bucks.) And one heavy rock band who keep getting linked with Glastonbury are Led Zeppelin. It won't happen – on that I am willing to bet the Scorpions Unplugged Live in Athens album that loiters on my desk – but in the meantime, here's something I came across earlier – recording of one of Zeppelin's legendary 1969 shows at the Boston Tea Party. MH
AndyCh in the comments is doing us all out of a job by producing his own three word reviews. HJP
Oooh! I just turned over to St Vincent for Digital Witness! Quick! Get it on! It's ace, and she's one of the most compelling live performers around at the moment – disruptive and warm and welcoming and unsettling all at the same time. MH
And speaking of the Park stage, St. Vincent is currently absolutely KILLING it. My choice of iPlayer stream to watch right now. HJP
Yoko Ono has not long come off the Park stage with the Plastic Ono Band. Two things about Yoko:
1. When I first joined Twitter, I followed Yoko Ono and she followed back and I was well chuffed. Then I realised she followed literally everyone, and then I felt like a fool.
2. During the Liverpool Biennial in 2004 (which isn't quite as big as Venice, but give it time) Yoko curated an exhibition which basically involved plastering massive pictures of vaginas and tits all over the city. A project remembered fondly by this user of the Liverpool Echo website. HJP
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Campsite corner
Jason Rodrigues of the Guardian's research team has been researching in the campsite. Not by examining soiled underwear, thankfully – one of the other Guardian researchers has been doing that and we hope to bring you the results later – but by the campsite crew what kind of questions they get asked. Not one person has asked what the capital of Paraguay is (Ascunsion, of course). Here's what they have been asking … MH
There are over a thousand campsite crew volunteers looking after 180,000 campers at Glastonbury. As well as ensuring the safety of campers, workers deal with their many queries. Most requests for information are quite routine, though some - usually asked in the small hours - can be a little bizarre. Here's some examples given to the Guardian by the crews:
"Where can I buy some ice?"
"What time will it stop raining?"
"Have you seen my mate?"
"Where are the nice showers?"
"Can you help me find my tent, it's the small blue one."
"I've banged my nose, does it look more swollen than before?"
"I've filled up these Coke bottles with my urine, where can I dispose of them?"
"Where's the most happening area?"
I'm very taken with Unicorn_Christ's suggestion for a takeaway on Twitter: "Something with bacon or just bacon." Less so with Mcduvet's offering: "A turdburger with shitcicles."
Bombay Bicycle Club – who took their name from an Indian restaurant, curry and pop fans – are on the iPlayer on the Pyramid Stage. They've turned into something pretty big and impressive – albeit in the non-specific melancholy genre – while I wasn't looking. Which was for the past five years. They are now promising "a dance party" in here. And there's literally nothing more impressive in the world than an indie band employing bhangra inflections. MH
Stuart Heritage is back from Worthy Farm... HJP
Not at Glastonbury any more. But a kid from downstairs is screaming Wrecking Ball as loudly as he can outside my window. That’s the same.
— Stuart Heritage (@stuheritage) June 29, 2014
The big question of the night. What should we order for the office tonight? MH
The legendary Jurassic 5 headlined the West Holts stage on Friday night. We reviewed them earlier this month and gave them four stars. Here’s their pretty fucking amazing performance of Improvise, in which they improvised a #Glastonbury reference. Special shout out to my friend Daryl, whose Jurassic 5 t-shirt I ‘borrowed’ once and forgot to give back. I borrowed it in 2009. (Mwuhaha). HJP
I've got Sam Smith on very quietly on in the background on BBC3, and for one sleep deprived moment I thought he was playing this. MH
Ed Sheeran's finished his set on the Pyramid stage and ended with a mass singalong. I have to say, I enjoyed that. I also might have to accept my colleague Tshepo Mokoena may have had a point recently when she observed:
What has happened to you? You are becoming an Ed Sheeran fan.
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Now that Rebecca Nicholson's five star review is in, I'm really hoping that Dolly Parton’s barnstorming (sorry) set will have turned more people onto country, given that it gets such a hard time. Most people scoff at country cos they immediately think of Kenny Rogers in a cowboy hat marrying Renee Zellweger on a beach, or – for the love of God – Tim McGraw, when actually country is one of the greatest genres of ALL TIME.
If you don’t believe me, I would suggest rooting out some Patsy Cline. In particular, When You Need a Laugh. Which for my money (although I don't have a lot of money) is one of the saddest songs ever written. How in love with someone must you be to take the approach of: 'hey, please spend some time with me, even if it's just cos you want to point and laugh at me? I'm good with that'. I Fall to Pieces is equally as heartbreaking.
But this, below, is an absolute country gem. She's a queen. (PS. I make no guarantees that I won't be posting more country classics throughout the evening. Sorry-not-sorry). HJP
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I had to confirm I was over 16 before the iPlayer would let me turn to the Park Stage to see … roadies breaking down the stage set. That's some hardcore parental advisory stuff right there. MH
Our PULITZER PRIZE winning data journalist James Ball has been at the festival all weekend. You saw his time-lapse vine of a sand sculpture earlier, and here’s some other things he’s been tweeting about. HJP
You would need a heart of stone not to laugh at #Glastonbury guys trying to dance to "Milkshake". Some valiant efforts, though...
— James Ball (@jamesrbuk) June 28, 2014
Today's #Glastonbury mystery: who still bootlegs gigs? And why use an expensive but inappropriate mic to do it? pic.twitter.com/pPmjMdd5Sh
— James Ball (@jamesrbuk) June 28, 2014
Glasto banner commemorating everybody's favourite GoT conspiracy theory... pic.twitter.com/hQD0jVZiV8
— James Ball (@jamesrbuk) June 27, 2014
The sign language people on the stage with Blondie are my new favourite people. They're great.
— James Ball (@jamesrbuk) June 27, 2014
Bear! #bear https://t.co/CvndV6YjqR
— James Ball (@jamesrbuk) June 26, 2014
Rebecca Nicholson went to see Dolly Parton, and she liked what she saw to the tune of five stars. Oh yes. "ah didn't even get mud on me," she's telling Jo Whiley on BBC2. Dolly, not Rebecca. I bet Rebecca's covered in the stuff. MH
Ed Sheeran is currently playing Give Me Love on the Pyramid stage. I have to say, I avoided listening to anything of Ed Sheeran's as long as humanly was possible when he first 'hit the scene'. All I vaguely knew for a long time was that he had a song which may or may not have had a feature spot by Mr. T, which was quite popular.
The first song I actually listened to was Give Me Love, and I think it's one of the best things he's written. And not having really enjoyed his first LP that much, the heavier Timbaland-inspired beats of his follow-up seem promising. Sing is a great pop song, and I've been absolutely loving the awkwardness of Don't, which is allegedly about his Taylor Swift breakup, or at any rate someone who may have cheated on him.
It's not like we were both on tour / we were staying on the same fucking hotel floor
Ouch, bro. HJP
Some thoughts on the 1975
I was gratified by GwilymMumford's four-star review of the 1975 earlier, because I think they're a wrongly traduced band, written off as some blandly calculated popsters, evilly manufactured and propelled to overnight stardom …
1. I suspect a lot of the dislike for them has to do with their fanbase being predominantly teenage and female. Because, let's be honest, there's no shortage of men who think anything that's loved by teenage girls should be treated with disdain.
2. But they're a crazily inventive group. The records drip with a thousand different influences, from modern R&B to 80s chart pop to the Streets to U2. If you were going to calculate a chartbound sound, that's the least likely way to do it. They are – genuinely – sonically brilliant.
3. And rockists – I'm one, too – tend to be suspicious of groups who aren't all about some kind of authenticity. The 1975 make no bones about the fact that what you hear when you see them play live is not entirely generated by the four instruments you can see – there are a shedload of effects. But Thin Lizzy's Live and Dangerous was not the sound of four men on a stage and that's one of the greatest live albums ever. Not everything has to be authentic.
4. People say their version of indie is too mainstream. Well duh. That's because they're not an indie group. They're a pop group. Don't be fooled by the black clothes. But they're an extraordinarily good pop group.
5. Matty Healy, at his best – Menswear, Sex, Girls – is a really fantastic lyricist, with a world weariness that belies the chipperness of the songs. I really think he's a significant talent. I can't wait to hear what he does next.
Before I listened to their debut album, I expected to hate the 1975 album. That record ended up being one of my great pleasures of last year, much to my surprise. After reviewing it, I was taken enough to want to interview Matty Healy, and he was a fabulous interviewee. I'm now going to declare a slight interest, in that since then he's been gracious enough to invite my daughter and I backstage to say hello at gigs. But I was bowled over by the music before then. Give the 1975 a proper go, I dare you. (Hmmm. Got a bit defensive there, perhaps.) MH
Hannah here, and as Michael says, we'll be workin' now-to-two, which, while not quite as catchy as 9 to 5, we'll try to make just as fun. Plus, we are wearing rhinestones here in the office. (We're not wearing rhinestones in the office). This is what we look like right now....
HJP
Here are people throwing tomatoes. Anyone throws a tomato at me tonight and I'll rip their head off. I am very, very, very tired indeed. MH
Dolly Parton is doing the Benny Hill theme. This is like some sort of surreal nightmare.
Let's get this thing started!
Hello! It's nearly the end of the line. One more night and then it's back to normal. You'll have to forgive me if things get a bit sketchy, because even though I've been in London, these have been long, long, long days and nights, and without a party at the end of it. So, this is how I want to feel …
And I'll do my best, given that this is where I am … MH
Where I will be till 2am pic.twitter.com/WANAM7oBxf
— Michael Hann (@MichaelAHann) June 29, 2014
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