Glastonbury At 40 – From Avalon To Jay-Z (BBC4) was lovingly compiled with the confident panache of genuine fandom.But, lovingly compiled with the confident panache of genuine fandom, here was a list show that didn’t suffer from the ADHD you usually get with that justifiably abused genre.
Instead of the absurdly fake rent-a-talking-head that blights these capers (Fearne Cotton recalling Joan of Arc’s burning at the stake – ‘wow, she looked hot’ etc), here was a show that respected its source: if a performance made the cut, you got to savour it in full.
Iggy Pop, Joe Strummer, Bowie with bad hair – this was Glastonbury lovingly gift-wrapped and rapped.
I could have done without Boris ‘Oh Christ, I’m surrounded by nudists now’ Johnson proving yet again that he’s a (insert expletive here) but that was just a minor downer, man.



