The goth rockers played a number of crowd favourites including "Friday I'm in Love", "The Forest" and "In Between Days".
During their set, frontman Robert Smith quipped that he was attempting to win the prize for saying "the least" during the performance, referring to his near-silence in between songs for the first half of the show.
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The performance was preceded by Vampire Weekend on the same stage, along with shows across Worthy Farm by artists including Miley Cyrus, Loyle Carner, Dave, Flohio, Little Simz, Janelle Monae, Kylie Minogue and Years & Years.
Temperatures were slightly cooler following what appeared to be a near-record-breaking heatwave on the Saturday, that prompted one glamping site to ban showers due to a water shortage.
It's the year of the singer/rapper this year at Glastonbury. Lizzo delivered yesterday, more than meeting the high bar set by Stormzy's legendary set on Friday. Read Alexandra Pollard's review in full:
Poor old Hozier is probably sick of playing "Take me to Church" (you know a song has become ubiquitous when it crops up in a Les Mills gym class). The Glasto crowd definitely weren't sick of hearing it though. Read Alexandra Pollard's review in full here.
Mark Beaumont gave Liam Gallagher three stars for his Oasis-heavy set. Someone should probably warn Mark that Liam doesn't always take kindly to anything less than flowing praise. I was on the receiving end of the angrier Gallagher bro's ire a couple of Reading festivals ago over my own three-star take on his performance, although that was because I got the hue of his parka wrong...
Of course, the main event yesterday were the Killers, who brought with them onto the stage a succession of special guests from Jimmy Carr to Johnny Marr. Jazz Munroe's excellent review is worth reading just for his summation of frontman Brendan Flowers alone.
"Brandon Flowers, who has the sort of charisma you would programme into an android concierge, enhances the sense of uncanny. His waxwork smile can’t decide whether to sell you a car or a chorus, and he reliably announces, with corporate pizzazz, the band’s catchphrase: “We’re the Killers, brought to you by way of fabulous Las Vegas, Nevada!”"
Janet Jackson's performed to a slightly thinned-out crowd yesterday thanks in part to a clash with Lizzo. The press delighted earlier this year when Jackson's team appeared to doctor the poster to give her a higher billing, but it sounds as though she definitely lived up to her own superstar expectations. Read Alexandra Pollard's four star review here.
One of the highlights yesterday for our Alexandra Pollard in the field was Lizzo and her flute solos: "The 31-year-old singer and rapper offered the perfect Saturday afternoon vibes - playful, rowdy, and laden with personality and defiant declarations of self-love. But it was the two flute solos - one during "Truth Hurts" and a second, full of trills and runs, during "Good as Hell" - which whipped the crowd up into a reverential frenzy. Lizzo is already a star, of course, but I suspect she's a future headliner."
Breaking news from Alexandra Pollard - the Glastonbury showers are finally back up and running, so you can throw away those nose pegs.
"It's a new dawn, it's a new day, and the talk of the campsite this morning is that the showers are back in business, after being shut off yesterday to preserve water amid the extreme heatwave. The news has been met with even more enthusiasm than Lizzo's flute solos yesterday. Walking back to my tent with wet hair, as the sound of Christine and the Queens soundchecking ahead of her headline set on the Other Stage later today drifted through the air, I got a taste of the life of a celebrity. Every few seconds, people stopped me to ask if the rumours were true. I was thrilled to confirm that they were."
Anna Leszkiewicz achieved the holy grail of all celeb spots yesterday, Alexa Chung. It's her first time at Worthy Farm so I'm putting this golden egg down to beginners luck.
"I’ve never been to Glastonbury before, so my understanding of the festival has mostly been pieced together from pictures of Nick Grimshaw and his mates wading through mud in the following Monday’s Metro. So far it hasn’t been exactly what I expected - it’s so big, more a marathon than a wild messy sprint. But then I saw her - Alexa Chung, in the flesh, laughing and making an offhand comment about the weather - looking exactly like she did in pictures in 2008. Finally I felt so Glasto."
Another of Alexandra Pollard's highlights has been the sun finally relenting (her lipstick was one of the great casualties of yesterday's intense heat).
"If someone had monetised shade over the past few days of Glastonbury, they would have made an absolute killing. So fiercely, relentlessly hot was the summer sun that it seemed to affect the sizes of the crowds during many of the early day sets. Turns out, when forced to choose between Hozier and not dying of heat stroke, most people will choose the former. So when 5pm rolled by and the sky began to fill with a hazy layer of cloud, there was a collective sigh of relief. This morning seems cooler too, praise the Lord."
Jazz Munroe was at Slowthai's heat rave yesterday:
"In Saturday’s immobilising heat, nobody was worse hit than Slowthai: one track in, the malevolent Northampton rapper hopped barefoot to the front panels, then yelped to his DJ to pull up the track. “These things are hot!” he screamed, clambering back to the stage. “Everything’s hot!” he howled a second later. “P, I need my socks, it’s too hot. After daintily hopping to the read of the stage, he panicked. “Wait... where are the socks? Glastonbury, I need some socks!”
Rattled but, thanks to a stage hand, socked, he proceeded with “Drug Dealer” in classic Slowthai fashion: by stripping down to his boxers, running wildly around the stage and mugging at the crowd. “I need to take my boxers off,” he muttered to an alarmed crowd after “Doorman”. He decided to hold off, terrorising fans instead with a volatile set of high energy tunes, a “fuck Boris” call-and-response and a spontaneous rendition of “Wonderwall.” “Mandem, remember to make your girl cum,” he declared at one point. “'Cos you ain’t doing it properly.” Never let it be said that rap doesn’t have a social conscience."
Lewis Capaldi opened his Other Stage set yesterday with more than a splash of his trademark humour. After playing at clip of Liam Gallagher asking "who's this Capaldi fella?" on the big screen, the Scotsman walked out with a dash of Gallagher swagger, parka and a t-shirt with Liam's face.
His witty quips to the crowd only confirmed that you might not have to look like a rock star to own the stage. The fun that he brings to the set belied the sadness of most of his morose ballads - something Capaldi pointed out himself. He even wrote the self-deprecating review headline for critics: "man with breasts plays Glastonbury".
It was actually his fourth performance at the festival after he cropped up three times on the Friday as a guest of other act, but the crowd definitely aren't bored of the ginger troubadour...yet
Jazz Monroe was noting the more unusual sights that were cropping up across Worthy Farm yesterday:
"Amid the cavalcade of legendary performers, rising stars and cult treasures, it’s easy to forget you’ve signed up to the broadest of all churches. On the site-spanning wander from Sons of Kemet to Janet Jackson, I glimpsed an assortment of oddities and curios that felt like a beguiling act in itself: a tightrope striptease, a one-ball juggler, a luridly downbeat and drug-themed one-man show to an audience of aghast toddlers, and, in the Healing field, a “rebirthing” practitioner. At Glastonbury, I realised, you don’t need a shaman to tell you you’re born again."
A personal highlight for Alexandra Pollard yesterday was her serendipitous arrival at the Chemical Brothers's set:
"I wasn't planning on watching the Chemical Brothers - I was just ambling past on my way to the Park Stage to watch Hot Chip. "I think the only song I would want to see is "Go"," I said to a colleague, just as the jazzy brass notes of that very song rang out. Q-Tip's vocals kicked in. Geometric bodies danced on the screens. It was kismet. It was brilliant. And Zoe Ball was next to me, having a ball."
It's set to be another corker of a day at Glastonbury. The Cure will be headlining, while Kylie is taking the Sunday legends spot.
Personally, I'm looking forward to Christine and the Queens on the Other Stage even if they clash with most other people's main event, The Cure. Those at the festival are going to be spoilt for choice, as Janelle Monae will be taking to the West Holts Stage at around the same time.
It's only an hour until Jessie Buckley takes to the Park Stage. If you don't think you've heard of her, you've almost definitely watched her. The Irish actor has been in everything from the BBC adaptation of War and Peace, to HBO's explosive Chernobyl.
Not only has she got acting credentials, she can also hold a tune. Buckley recently played a Scottish country singer fresh of prison in the lovely, poignant musical drama film Wild Rose. As ambitious mother-of-two Rose-Lynn Harlan, Buckley – who first rose to prominence on BBC talent show I’d Do Anything – proves that she’s still got a brilliant singing voice, and an effortless one to boot. She’ll perform original songs from that film – including the standout track “Glasgow (No Place Like Home)” – on the Park Stage on Sunday.