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I always find myself rushing around on the final day of a festival. No matter how many classic performances you’ve already seen, no matter how many amazing bands you’d never heard of but discovered when you accidentally stumbled into the Carling tent, it never seems enough. So today we turned on the style and were bouncing from one end of the site to the other till it all came to a sticky crescendo at midnight.

Walking through the dance tent, we catch a scratch of The Teenagers pulling a couple of fans onstage to sing backing vocals on the delightfully-lyric'd ‘Homecoming’ (“I fucked my American c*nt, I loved my English romance”) but we don’t have the patience right now for a whole set of their electro-based too-cool eye-rolling, and carry on through to the NME tent….

…where Noisettes are ploughing out the kind of scuzzy garage rock that sounds like it should be played by a gang of scruffy unwashed teenagers in matching leather jackets. Except Noisettes are fronted by Shingai Shoniwa, who has a voice that can slip from honey’d whisper to shredding shriek quicker than the stampede if someone started giving out free bacon sandwiches. Striding across the stage wearing a giant feather headdress, she appears like a vision of a Mayan priestess, guitar strapped like a sonic sacrificial weapon.

Playing without Josh Homme on drums, Eagles of Death Metal just have Jesse Hughes to woo the crowd. Repeatedly shouting at the crowd that they are the best they have ever had (although I sincerely hope not, as Leeds was being Sunday morning sluggish and then some), even ‘I Want You So Hard (Boy’s Bad News)’ feel somewhat flat.

“I love the fact that we’ve conned everyone into listening to a bloke talking. The music’s just there to trick you in.” grins Scroobius Pip, as he and his cohort, Dan Le Sac, bring their electro-hip-hop-spoken-word missives to the dance tent. “This is probably the most northerners who’ve ever listened to poetry at the same time.”

The pair are both visibly delighted by the response they’re getting from the Leeds crowd. Although you fear they might’ve missed the point of scenster-bashing smash ‘Thou Shalt Always Kill’ - even Scroobius Pip can’t resist a laugh when the lyric “When I say, he say, she say, we say make some noise….kill me” actually raises a massive roar. With tracks like ‘Angles’, ‘Development’ and forthcoming single ‘The Best That My Heart Skipped’ provoking similar reactions, it’s safe to say the pair have sidestepped being a one-hit wonder.