Shura steps up a level at Glastonbury 2016

Opening the Other Stage for a hardcore crew of festival punters going strong with coffee and hair of the dog combos, Shura’s talking about her vision of the set ahead of today. “I thought I was going to wear sunglasses and look like a motherfucking badass,” she says – but instead, she’s talked about giving birth to her own debut album and eating her hair for protein, so far in-between songs.

With her debut ‘Nothing’s Real’ about to be, erm, birthed, it’s a set largely dedicated to the ‘banging pop tune’ end of the record’s spectrum, aside from a brief misty foray into all-the-feels ‘2Shy’. There’s an airing of Madonna-nodding disco title-track ‘Nothing’s Real’ too, while ‘Touch’ and ‘Indecision’ hurtle into life to mass-whooping. Screaming into the microphone, cackling to herself like a kid that was just given the key to the candy store, and hitting buttons like she’s competing in the world whack-a-mole championship, there’s a new attack and polish to Shura’s set that shuraly (ahem) comes from an unrelenting tour schedule over the last two years.

“This is a big stage for a very tiny person,” she quips; last time she played at Glastonbury was up in the healing fields surrounded by herbal tea, after all. Thing is, big stages seem to suit her, down to the mud coating the whole festival.