To rescue Kahlo from the clutches of the corporate art market, we need to acknowledge the overt and covert political dimensions of the work, demands GAVIN O’TOOLE
A LOUNGE-LADEN set by the Arctic Monkeys, with frontman Alex Turner going all Scott Walkery on us, or the diesel-fuelled biker metal of Guns N’ Roses might not have been everyone’s idea of a good night out.
Both delivered in their own right, with the former’s highly stylised performance and the latter proving that the killer combo of singer Axl Rose, whose voice worked wonders on Knocking On Heaven’s Door, and guitarist Slash, who nailed it after launching into the famed Sweet Child O’ Mine riff following a virtuoso guitar solo, are a force to be reckoned with.
But Glastonbury festival’s best moments are rarely confined to the quality of its heralded headliners.
The Bard does Bearded Theory, and lodges a complaint about bandnames
WILL STONE is impressed by a tour de force rendition of three decades’ worth of orchestral chamber pop
TOM STONE sings the praises of one of the oldest open-air festivals in Britain
TOM STONE checks the political coordinates of a festival where the pleasures of nostalgia were (sometimes) harnessed to a new message


