WARNING: The following Field Day schedule may require a time machine.
Get down to Victoria Park early on Saturday afternoon for the wonderful Arthur Beatrice, whose single Midland has been keeping me headstrong and determined for months. A fitting start to this East London weekend:
Then immediately find yourself wishing you had a time-turner to hand, because you inevitably just missed Charlotte OC’s vocal chords dancing all over Colour My Heart. But alas, with a weekend as good as this, you’re going to miss some brilliance:
Over on the main stage, you’ll then be surprised to see that Sky Ferreira is donning her sunglasses despite the British weather, and after an infamously shambolic gig in the basement of a London hotel earlier in the year, is now almost certainly on the way up. Either way, Everything is Embarrassing surely sounds fantastic as a precursor to the mighty Simian Mobile Disco, who really get the party started over at the Crack Magazine stage:
Naturally, you’re getting a bit tired after hitting out some serious moves to Audacity of Huge, so the chilled electronic beats of SOHN are very welcome:
Time to get your running shoes on, because your Field Day experience is nothing until you’ve caught Teleman, Hackney’s very own version of The Beach Boys, over at the Shacklewell Arms stage:
You are now pumped for Blood Orange, aka Dev Hynes, aka Lightspeed Champion, aka one half of Team Perfect with Florence Welch, aka all-round genius producer and writer:
And then you can even squeeze in a bit of Jamie XX before Warpaint. Yes, YOU ARE GOING TO SEE WARPAINT LIVE. You can listen to their recordings all day long, but nothing compares to their live performance. Hold onto your hats, Elephants is coming at you:
Once you’ve recovered from that, you wander on over the Shacklewell Arms stage. Inevitably, you are sad to miss Woman’s Hour but joyful at the sound of Courtney Barnett’s deadpan ramblings about growing radishes, drinking green margaritas, and touching a little tongue:
You finish the evening with a new discovery, Manchester’s MONEY, and Saturday headliners, Metronomy. Bop along to Love Letters until the sun goes down…
You now probably can’t wait for Sunday, right? Right.