We’ll have reviews of SZA and The National with you imminently. First here’s a few pics from the day’s festivities: Also just finished on West Holts are the dapperest of dauphins, French duo Justice. Their set is being replayed on the Glastonbury channel on iPlayer though, for anyone who wants to catch it again. They’re just stomping through Genesis at the moment, and it sounds BASSY. The National’s Matt Berninger tightrope-walked the barrier during Mr November, which came after Fake Empire, a song he said “keeps getting more and more appropriate – it’s really depressing”. The former touches on hubris and hope in politics (and was used in a video by the Obama campaign); the latter abandonment by it. In the week of Joe Biden’s worrying debate performance, the pair take on a new poignancy. And that’s that. A brisk Sunday night set, perhaps understandable given SZA only has two albums to choose from. But she managed to cram in two costume changes, a giant ant, a shimmy up a tree trunk and a sizeable number of hits in that time. Alexis Petridis’s review will be with you shortly. SZA, sensing her crowd might not exactly be ancient, dedicates 20 Something to the twentysomethings in the crowd, hopping off the stage to serenade the phone-waving front row. “I was so nervous about this”, she says, echoing, oddly, the Zutons earlier in the day. SZA has been teasing her next album Lana since September last year – although it’s unlikely to be with us for some time (she notoriously takes ages honing her albums – it was five years between Ctrl and its followup SOS). But here’s a taster in the form of recent single Saturn, a twinkly, gentle number about escaping planet Earth. Another costume change: SZA has now sprouted wings and is clambering up a tree stump for Nobody Gets Me. The average age for this Pyramid crowd is extremely young, and extremely keen – making up for the slightly low numbers in the field with sheer noise. Before SZA sizzled on the Pyramid, Burna Boy was burning it up. Here’s Jason Okundaye’s review: This is fantastically camp at points: SZA is currently wielding a pair of cutlasses and seems to be either lapdancing on or swordfighting a robot in a chair. SZA is already a costume change down, swapping out a gilded cavewoman outfit for a futuristic catsuit. She’s just playfully segued back and forth between Kiss Me More, her collab with Doja Cat, and Prince’s Kiss. There seems to be an issue with SZA’s audio. It seems fine to me on broadcast, but out in the field Alexis Petridis says that it sounds like “someone’s locked her in a wardrobe”. SZA is currently sat on a giant ant performing her ballad Drew Barrymore, as you do. Perhaps she’s a bit bug-obsessed at the moment: she also plays an insect-human hybrid in the video for her new single. SZA is tearing up the Pyramid with a set so far leaning heavily on her 2016 breakthrough Ctrl. Really there are few things in live music better than R&B getting the full band treatment: session musicians with chops make songs that are featherlight on record sound so big and booming live.