Latitude 2009

Sunshine, sheep and Candie Payne

John Mulvey

Afternoon all. By some dark miracle, it seems that East Anglia may be the hottest place in the UK today. Which is pretty handy for us, since we're here at the Latitude festival, with the pastel-coloured sheep and the posh burger vans and the bijou dog kennels to sleep in. It's lovely, actually.

I've just had a proprietorial stroll round the grounds. As I think Farah mentioned earlier, it's tremendously green, and the woods appear to be alive with drama students. Up at the Uncut stage, I just managed to catch a bit of Candie Payne, whose pretty nice '60s torch songs were getting a bit mugged by the foursquare indie manners of her band. As I type, anxiously waiting for power to return to the press tent, I can hear Two Gallants rattling away on the other side of the lake. Sounding good, actually, and I'll try and get over to see them once the power returns.

Later today, myself and the rest of the Uncut team will be checking out Wilco, Midlake, Tinariwen, Bonde Du Role, Alberta Cross and anything else good that we stumble across. Don't be a stranger. . .


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