I usually watch Glastonbury in the hopes of catching a glimpse of my son. But this is the first time in six years he didn't get tickets, so I've not watched much.
I did watch Diana Ross, and oh dear. I really wish I hadn't. She was the first proper concert I ever went to, and she was phenomenal. Her dress back then (late 70s/early 80s) was similar to the one she wore tonight, but the bat-wing sleeves on that dress went down to the ground, and when she stood for the first song, with her arms outstretched, the dress formed a projection screen from her shoulder to her feet, and they played a video of her. I wish I'd just stayed with my memories, and not watched her tonight.