Laura Marling's cathedral gig delivers great acoustics, but her dreamy songs are not as uplifting as Glen Campbell's final tour

On the eve of a fifth album, two writers clash horns over the band

The Stone Roses are as famous for their feuds as their music. But what else would you expect with a singer whose ego is the stuff of legend?

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That Westlife have called it a day came as a shock to their fans – and to everyone who thought they already had. Will Dean reveals the other rockers rolling on under the radar

I love opera. There: I said it.

It may or may not have been a case of "Nice to see you, to see you nice" when the Queen knighted Bruce Forsyth this week. But it was certainly a case of "Significant to see you, to see you significant." Here was a comedian being knighted; and comedians don't get knighted. There was no Sir Eric Morecambe, no Sir Benny Hill, no Sir Kenneth Williams, no Sir Max Wall.

The introductory blurb to a fashion feature published on Monday began like this: "A triumvirate of designers shone in Paris last week – and these ladies all had very different ideas." I know this is pure pedantry, and Latin pedantry at that, but you really can't have a triumvirate of women (or even "ladies").

Ryan Adams's career continues to meander through a doldrums sharply at odds with the verve exhibited on his early Heartbreaker and Gold albums.

Haines writes songs that somehow touch a raw nerve of emotional response – even when, as here, he's imagining the podgy heroes beloved of UK grapple-fans, projected into absurdist situations beyond their public image.

Joe Henry uses T-Bone Burnett's favoured drummer Jay Bellerose on his latest album, along with Americana stalwarts like guitarist Marc Ribot and bassist David Piltch.

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