I think it was ok for Akash Deep to put his arm around Ben Duckett. I also think it would have then been fine if Duckett had punched Deep in the kidney. And/or nutted him.
Who'd have guessed Sonay Kartal's progress at Wimbledon would draw comment from all the incels and other twitter-dwellers who remain comically frightened of women.
Remain deeply suspicious of any Libertines fan who was older than 20 when Up the Bracket came out. The songs just don't stand up, but get why they inspired devotion in teenagers. But they've been properly stitched up by whoever's done their sound today. #Glastonbury
BBC doing Kneecap a massive favour by not broadcasting their set. Reckon the likes of the Pistols, Frankie, Beastie Boys, and countless others would agree that censorship born of disingenuous, manufactured outrage is good for business.
Too easy to take the piss out of The Script, so I won't. Enjoyed Fcuckers on the whole though, and Bob Vylan are suitably energetic for early Saturday.
That fella from the 1975 is obviously doing alright for himself, so why the fuck am I embarrassed for him? The gap between how cool he thinks he is and how staggeringly, laughably uncool he actually is...is considerable.