And that’s it for our live Glastonbury coverage this year – the bacchanalian post-Covid festival, the first in three years, the long-delayed 50th birthday celebration. As ever we’ve had some of the biggest and most enduring stars of musical history play for us here, alongside emerging talent and a huge side-helping of joyful nonsense. I hope you’ve enjoyed our running commentary on this most festival of festivals – an event that I’ve always seen as a coming-together of all the best bits of British culture. It’s been so great to be back.
There’ll be a gallery of photos at 6am tomorrow and the next Politics Weekly podcast will be a Glastonbury special. We’re off into the night to ride the last waves of serotonin out here. Until next year!
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…and Alexis Petridis’s review of Kendrick’s concluding headliner set is in:
“Whatever else he may be, he certainly isn’t one of those performers who keeps beaming at the Glastonbury audience, shaking his head in disbelief and telling you how grateful he is to be here – although towards the end of the set he spends a surprisingly lengthy period of time just walking backwards and forwards across the stage in silence, staring at the crowd and nodding his head as if taking its sheer size in. But he sounds amazing: as technically gifted a rapper as has emerged in recent years. Live, he delivers his astonishing flows with a kind of HD clarity.”
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