Once more, the dust has firmly settled at Worthy Farm. Grass is unyellowing, rucked mud is levelling, and there's a serenity re-powdering the acres of fields and rolling hills. It may have been a few months ago now, but we're still in thrall to the memory of Glastonbury 2014.

While the line-up eventually presented itself to be a wonderful cornucopia of new music, old legends and unsung heroes, there was a lot of talk about the headlining choices. Were Arcade Fire able to put on the show they'd promises? Did Metallica win over the throngs of THC-dazed hippies? Were Kasabian as gushingly shit as they normally are? The answer to all was a resounding yes.

Again, Michael Eavis' risk paid off. When Jay Z took the top spot in 2008, there was a quasi-boycott of the UK's biggest festival, but upon his explosive, bombastic entrance, most naysayers were converted in the drop of a beat. Metallica, garnering controversy on all fronts - from being ruthless bloodmongers and simply being 'too heavy' - did the same, enticing almost 100,000 revellers to sing along to the guitar riff of 'Enter Sandman'. You may still loathe Metallica, but it's hard to ignore the spectacle they put on as being distinctly Glastonbury-y.

Next year, we'd love Eavis to dream bigger. Roll the dice harder. Go wild like a fuckin' tiger. Here's who we think should grace the Pyramid Stage at Glastonbury 2015.

Dream Huge

First up, before the more realistic (ahem) choices, Eavis really should put a new(er) band up there, and/or take a risk on someone who'd be more of a surprise. It's not that Glasto exactly needs the publicity or whatever, but given the festival's status and global reputation, it's a marvellous chance to take a strident lead and promote those relegated to 'special guest' at best. Eavis - be the champion of new headliners! Arcade Fire were a good call, and not bowing to the calls for Stone Roses shows that the appeal of heritage acts isn't necessarily the only route. The likes of St. Vincent, The National, Robyn/Röyksopp, Sigur Rós, Foals and Bon Iver could be a curveball winner en masse. It's daring, it's a huge gamble, but isn't that arena where Eavis excels?

But as much as we'd love the aforementioned, or the likes of Angel Olsen or Caribou to take to the Pyramid Stage, it's more likely - though still not really a given - that it'll be one of these following big 'uns.

Kanye West
The Chicago rapper would be a mighty addition. Hip-hop has proved that it can be a centrepiece of the June event, and with Kanye's passion for putting on a show/making a scene, it's doubtless that he'd be an enormous lure. The sheer size of the stage would allow for mammoth numbers like 'Love Lockdown', 'Gold Digger' and 'Black Skinhead' to breathe properly, and the grandeur of his nonsensical rants would surely scale up tenfold. Love him or hate him, he'd put on one helluva show.

Kate Bush
Fresh from her gigantic tour at the butt-end of this year, Kate Bush would be a sublime selection. Tracks like 'Cloudbusting', 'Wuthering Heights' or 'Running Up That Hill' would be mind-blowing renditions, perfect for the festival arena, to send shivers the size of Latvia up your spine.

Daft Punk
Still notably vacant from the world's live stages, a magnificent, but sadly false, rumour setting them up to debut 'Get Lucky' at Glastonbury, whetted our appetite for the French electro duo to dominate the Pyramid with funk-laden samples, angular guitars and beats to shake the entirety of Somerset.

Beyoncé's appearance proved that there's plenty of room at Worthy Farm for avalanches of pristine, choreographed pop. Dance routines, scalic warbling and power ballads have just as much place at Glastonbury as mud, insanity and psychedelic mushrooms. Sia is a powerful contender to the pop throne with her latest, revelatory escapade, 1000 Forms Of Fear. She's also got an immense repertoire to draw from, careening through acid jazz, trip-hop, downtempo dance, pop, rock, soul, and everything inbetween. 'Breathe Me' would force bawling upon nigh every ticket holder; 'Chandelier' would rouse the stoniest of hearts. There'd be something for everyone, that's for sure.

Perhaps to celebrate their inaugural headline slot - which has gone down in history as potentially the best Glastonbury slot of all time - Pulp could return for rousing, anthemic and apt performance. With Jarvis Cocker taking a lengthy break from his Radio job, the timing might be working out pretty splendidly.

Queens Of The Stone Age
Homme's off-kilter deluge of desert-rock might slot pretty sweetly into the Friday night space. After Metallica proving that there's room at Glastonbury for a certain amount of heavy, QOTSA will be able to bring the big guns, artillery, and a platoon of reinforcements. They've had a monstrous career that shows no signs of stopping, and their arsenal of mega-tunes have the capability to demolish a metal-horned swarm.

The Smiths
Can't we just pretend? Morrissey's World Peace Is None Of You Business garnered some pretty positive reviews; maybe his ego will be sufficiently massaged by next June...

The Cure
Robert Smith & Co. may have taken the stage before, but they're behemoths of rock, and have a spray of hits that almost everyone will be able to follow word-for-word. The new romantic megaliths are still churning out music, and though it's perhaps not as strong or legendary as cuts like 'Just Like Heaven' or 'A Forest', they'll still be able to riddled festival-goers with stunning sounds and '80s era/genre-defining riffery.

Fleetwood Mac
The '70s rockers, riding a reunion global tour, would be epic choices for Sunday evening - imagine 'Go Your Own Way' reverberating our through a raucous crowd, crooning along to every syllable, in the balmy, cider-soaked air.

The Swedish pop icons would bring the crowd to their knees; a back catalogue studded with as many gems as Little Richard's fingers - just imagine 'Money, Money Money', 'S.O.S.' or 'Fernando' - could do nothing but cause jaw-drops by the dozen. They may... dislike... performing together, but holy moly, could you imagine the roar if they reformed for the event?

'nuff said.

David Bowie