The Smiths! Judge Dredd! Blackadder!

Or, what I did this morning at Latitude. Despite feeling relatively delicate today (ah, bless the pear cider), a gentle stroll round the Latitude site does wonders for the constitution.

Here comes the night…

Or the stuff that happens after dark. I'm reporting on Latitude's nocturnal shenanigans, the prime focus of which is Sean Rowley and his Guilty Pleasures empire.

Latitude!

This weekend Uncut is coming live from the Latitude Festival, and you can keep up to speed with all the latest news and reviews by visiting our dedicated site for...

Uncut’s Ten Favourite Things At Latitude On Friday

null So after much heated debate, here are our favourite things from the first day at the Uncut-sponsored Latitude Festival:

Where are all the Brazilians..?

Making our way into the depths of the woods, to the Sunrise Arena, we half expected to be assaulted by a Jack o' the Green, or some ancient, primal force of nature.

Wilco: what an amazing band!

Damn, what a band! I've seen Wilco so many times over the years, but they never cease to knock me sideways. And one of the great things - one of the many great things, actually - about tonight's show at Latitude is that the audience is not one of those over-reverential and often weird crowds that have frequently freaked out Jeff Tweedy when he's visited the UK.

Tinariwen: from the desert to Suffolk

Not many stars spotted here as yet, but I did just see a dragonfly in the bogs, which was moderately impressive. I was on my way to the Uncut tent, where Tinariwen played a tremendous set.
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