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| Friday evening at Glastonbury 2019 – follow all the action live! | |
| (about 9 hours later) | |
| If you’ve spent all night watching the BBC coverage tonight then you’d be forgiven for thinking that Sheryl Crow was the biggest artist on the planet right now. | |
| Over on the ITV2 stage, it looks like a few new lads are heading into the villa … sorry, got distracted! Besides we’ve no time for that, as BBC Two are back at Glastonbury with the build-up to Stormzy’s set. | |
| It has the potential, I think, to be one of the all-time great Glastonbury headline slots. Yes Stormzy is a little short on material but he’s also big on charisma and connection, and that’s what you really need to carry a headline show like this. Plus, he seems to really “get” what Glastonbury is about and what it means to headline such a prestigious slot. We shall find out how he tackles the job in hand shortly … | |
| Our verdict on George Ezra is in and it’s as thus: if he’s as rubbish as he seems why are we all having so much fun? | |
| George Ezra at Glastonbury 2019 review – sunbeam blast of charisma | |
| It’s safe to say that Jorja Smith’s vocals are slightly more impressive than Joe Talbot’s during his rendition of Someone Like You. She’s opened with Lost & Found and has gone for a “one leg in monochrome” look that more of us should consider adopting | |
| Sat in the middle of the Venn diagram between “Idles fans” and “people who like sunsets”, Pip Blom blow up the little Crows Nest stage at the highest point of the Glastonbury site. Their ramshackle but highly melodic indie punk gads about with tongue-lolling energy, and sends a series of dads into raptures. It’s another great guerilla booking for one of the festival’s smallest but best stages, who only announce their lineup each morning; don’t miss Black Midi here later. | |
| If Jorja Smith has failed so far to move beyond “impressive” and “accomplished” on record, despite the early promise of 2016’s single Blue Lights, there’s much more of an emotional connection in her live show. With a voice that recalls a slightly muffled Amy Winehouse circa Frank, and an aloof stage presence that means you can’t take your eyes off her, she sounds genuinely annoyed at herself on Where Did I Go?, while Teenage Fantasy offers up some early opportunities for the massive crowd to dance. On Your Own is even extended into a psych-rock jam before unexpectedly morphing into Sister Nancy’s Bam Bam. At one point, she acknowledges her lack of upbeat material before running through a medley that touches on Drake’s One Dance and ends with her bringing out rapper AJ Tracey for Ladbroke Grove. | |
| Of course Smith’s just as comfortable dealing with languid R&B (the lovely Lost and Found), but, occasionally, when the songs aren’t strong enough to carry the weight of the atmospherics – as on Wandering Romance – festival-goers’ attention starts to drift. But as the sun sets, you can’t deny her this early career-defining moment. | |
| Sheryl Crow has kindly launched into an extended harmonica solo which can only mean one thing – I get to go for a toilet break. | |
| George Ezra’s tedious anecdotes about interrailing around Europe might make me reconsider my previously sunny disposition towards his set. In fact, I’m ditching him and heading to BBC Four now for some coverage before Stormzy starts at 9:50pm on BBC Two. Sheryl Crow is currently telling us that there is only one thing she wants to do (and it’s not, surprisingly, sit in the Guardian office on a Friday night liveblogging). | |
| Playing to a truly rammed Park stage, the crowd stretching up the hill to the next little stage of the Bimble Inn, Bristol’s soul-baring, chest-baring, underpants-baring punks seize their moment. What sets them apart is a sentimental streak as wide as the Park’s famous vista – dedicating songs to mums, nurses and the NHS at large. “ I come here and feel like I’m part of something bigger than myself,” frontman Joe Talbot tells the crowd, like a televangelist, and his frank admissions about alcoholism and depression are like truths told in a 12-step program. Perhaps this earnestness is what winds up their critical peers like Sleaford Mods and Fat White Family; the band are very well aware of the beefs, but it’s that earnestness that has earned them ever growing crowds like this. Crucially, they offset it with sarky, propulsive punk, which also makes the injokes - like singing bits of Adele’s Someone Like You and Pyramid stage star Sheryl Crow’s All I Wanna Do – cute rather than annoying. Perhaps they lack a little bit of range; they often cleave to songs that rely on builds and drops. But in Danny Nedelko, they have a football chant anthem that will light the way to even bigger stages. | |
| ‘I'm not the next Billy Bragg’: On the road with Idles’ Joe Talbot | |
| The end of Lauryn Hill’s set looked great on iPlayer but apparently it was a mixed bag for those who caught the full thing IRL. Here’s Ammar Kalia’s three-star review. | |
| Lauryn Hill at Glastonbury 2019 review – late and breathless but ultimately uplifting | |
| For those wondering why Ezra is sat on a stool for the biggest gig of his life – he rolled his ankle running and can’t stand very well. | |
| OK, have switched over to George Ezra, an artist whose fake-bluesman shtick I found incomprehensible for a long time until my nephews played him repeatedly during a recent visit to their house. The earworm must have wriggled inside because I found myself sneakily playing Paradise and Shotgun in the car on the way home. Ezra is not going to challenge your preconceptions of what math-rock can achieve, but on a sunny festival stage he’s basically the dream booking. Here are some superfans who’d been queuing at the Pyramid all day for a top spot ... | |
| Idles are now covering a medley of Sheryl Crow’s All I Wanna Do and Adele’s Someone Like You. Possibly they’re doing both songs at the same time, such a racket it is. Now they’ve moved on to Nothing Compares 2 U and a Harry Styles number. This is quite ... weird. | |
| When you go to take a photo, then switch your phone to video and put it back in the top pocket of your dungarees. While playing at Glastonbury pic.twitter.com/G7QT1W7EJc | |
| Not sure anyone will top this Glastonbury coverage ... can anyone get Tim a job at the Beeb? | |
| Idles not only playing an incendiary set but also seem to have stellar advice for other bands on the bill struggling with this heatwave – simply play in your pants! | |