Venue: Ace of Clubs, on Thursday.

The Mad Cows are an exemplary example of what delinquent aberrations can occur when humans and Cows are combined and take on ill-advised musical collaborations. These poor chaps should really be incarcerated, but lucky for us we have an opportunity to observe a truly wonderful mix of cretinary and funkadellic, ad-lib nonsense that harks back to Bonzo And The Doo Dah Dog Band. Four brothers make up the core of band and the harmonies produced are extraordinary to hear. They have become the darlings of the festival scene throughout the last two decades, bringing their infectious singalong happenings to every nook and cranny they can invade.

Michael Eavis said they were “Post Modern Bovine Smut Funk”… We think he may be onto something.