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Missing Glastonbury this year? Not to worry: the Scottish festival that usually welcomes an exodus of Glasto survivors takes up the slack as its bill ranges from big tunes to big beats via all points in between.
The producers of this irresistible show, a freely adapted version of the Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers movie, don't subscribe to the precept of deferred gratification. Once the deliciously orchestrated overture is over, Matthew White's production unleashes a knock-'em-dead account of "Puttin' on the Ritz".
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