Get your freak on Tilly!

Seriously, what did we do before we were shown Tilly and the Wall? With dancers and happy hand waving sounds so meltingly summery you could put it in cones and sell it to small children, a Tilly show is a great show.

We've done back to back goodness as we've just come from Holly Golightly, whose incredibly cheery greeting to the crowd belie the sleepily sexy blues that she and her band of equally sexy boys unleash in volumes.

I'm From Barcelona are everywhere we go, although disappointingly the bearded Smurf man has changed into something less revealing. Boo to you, bearded Smurf man! Most of Paris Motel are sitting cross-legged by the Somerset Cider Bus eating burritos like a better-dressed Church outing, and we're SURE we've just clocked tonight's headliner Ryan Adams. Although we kind of hope not, because he just went into one of the Portaloos and that's just not an image we want in our head of someone we've fancied for five years...