PAUL DONOVAN applauds an intriguing multi-layered depiction, dominated by a stunning impersonation of Marilyn herself
THE best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry, and this is never truer than at Glastonbury.
Finally celebrating its 50th anniversary two years late due to pandemic-induced lockdowns, the festival was back with a vengeance as the youngest (Billie Eilish) and oldest (Paul McCartney) ever headliners graced the Pyramid stage alongside acclaimed rapper Kendrick Lamar.
Even the much-lauded Clashfinder won’t help you at this itinerary-defying pop-up metropolis, with many a compromise having to be made to the altar of the gods of impulse and going with the flow.
New releases by Interpol, Phoebe Bridgers, Lambchop
The Bard does Bearded Theory, and lodges a complaint about bandnames
WILL STONE takes a ticket to indie disco heaven, but misses the rarely performed tunes
TOM STONE sings the praises of one of the oldest open-air festivals in Britain



