Lists Archives: 06/2025

It wasn’t just The Fabs!

“Scream for me, Glasto!”

The hipster’s ultimate love song.

Legends, the lot of ’em.

Getting a bit more risque.

“I’m not having hip-hop at Glastonbury. It’s wrong” – Some dickhead.

Pandering to the lowest common denominator.

The wacky genius.

The undiscovered treasures.

An incredible line-up!

Some out-there selections.

Because getting pilled up in a field knows only one genre.