The Prodigy

As the sun sets and the temperature drops Keith Flint and company arrive on the main stage to warm us up. In front of one of the biggest crowds of the weekend Prodigy assemble the warriors to get lively with a siren and their trademark beats.

Two songs in we get 'Breathe' - 'the writing's on the wall' has the crowd yelling and bouncing. Dave Grohl is watching from the wings. Keith is a bundle of energy, as Maxim asks for a circle pit for 'Warriors Dance'. By 'Firestarter it's a sweaty mass around me at the front.



Then it comes to a halt as people at the front are getting crushed, and the volume seems quieter when they resume, with the original energy dissipated somewhat. 'Voodoo People' doesn't bring it back. For a while it drags and we're asked "Are we still here?" and I wonder if I should be. 'Smack My Bitch Up' brings it all back.



A flare sparks up illuminating a single Devon flag and they're back in full flow and even the volume has been restored for 'Take Me To The Hospital'. I just know that "I'm going to send him to outer space to find another race" will be in my head all weekend. A well-rescued set.

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