U2 are to headline the Friday night slot at the 2010 Glastonbury Festival, the Sun newspaper has reported.

The Irish megastars are regularly the subject of pre-Glastonbury speculation but this time around, in advance of the festival's 40th anniversary, a 'source' has told the paper that their appearance is a done deal. If U2 did perform it would be the first time that the band has played Glastonbury.

The source is quoted as saying: "Everyone is over the moon that the deal has been done. Michael really wanted a huge name for the 40th anniversary and the fact U2 have never played Glastonbury in their 32-year career only adds to the mystique. In fact Eavis has been asking them for a while now and really stepped up the effort this year. This could be an iconic moment."

After lecturing at the Library of Congress last month, former Byrds member Chris Hillman says he could envision himself one day teaching a college class. Having been a member of three successful bands, the Rock and Roll Hall of Famer seems uniquely qualified.

"I could do it," he tells Spinner, noting that his friend, Mark Volman, formerly of the Turtles, taught music at Loyola Marymount. "I would probably -- depending on the circumstances."

Preparing an hour speech wasn't easy for Hillman, who didn't keep a journal or scrapbooks during his 47-year career, which included stints with the Flying Burrito Brothers and the Desert Rose Band. To put himself at ease, he created a comfortable environment.

Saturday night at Chicago's Metro, Julian Plenti, the alter ego of Interpol lead singer Paul Banks, introduced his first solo record, 'Julian Plenti Is...Skyscraper.' Since the record itself clocks in at 37 minutes, Plenti bolstered his 45-minute set with a couple of covers and extra goodies.

With a four-piece backing band that included a cellist, Plenti performed all 11 tracks from his album but interspersed them with songs originated by the Pixies and America.

Oddly enough, the Pixies were simultaneously doing a gig across town, something Plenti may or may not have been aware of. The cover wasn't specific just to Chicago -- apparently he's been playing the cover in other cities -- but it was still a rather timely coincidence.

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Following his impromptu white-flag appearance at Joe Perry's solo show in New York last week, Aerosmith lead singer Steven Tyler says he is taking time off from the band, but insists it's no big deal.

A rep for Tyler tells the press that the lead singer's hiatus from Aerosmith won't be substantial.

According to the rep, Tyler is merely recovering from a shoulder injury and is also using the time to work on his autobiography.

Tyler suggested several weeks ago that he would be focusing on his solo career and "Brand Tyler" more in the future, but since then, he has tried to quell rumors that Aerosmith is splitting up or replacing him.

At New York's Nokia Theater Friday night, the Who lead singer Roger Daltrey was royally ticked off by a heckling fan for shouting over the personal storytelling interludes of his 'Use It Or Lose It' show.

The 65-year-old rocker was enjoying the intimate setting of his solo outing, using the opportunity to share childhood working-class tales of toiling in a steel factory. But he was forced to stopped mid-story to berate an annoying fan.

"There are people here who are interested in hearing what I have to say," Daltrey scolded, "so shut the f--- up already. Come up here and we'll see who shouts louder!"

When the house lights dropped at Camera Obscura's show at Atlanta's Variety Playhouse Friday night, an eerie hush fell over the crowd. There was no deafening here-they-come applause; just silence, as if the band needed quiet in order to come onstage.

It was an odd feeling, but appropriate. The Scottish sextet, currently on a U.S. tour, to be followed by several dates in Australia, entered the muted, blue-lit stage to play a short and tight set of warm, delicate twee pop that seemed like it could have emerged from a sophisticated music box.