Where and when

The Other stage, 10.30pm.

Dress code

Sacrificial cowls.

What happened

Chase & Status taking on the Stones is, of course, like Gillingham declaring war on China. But if you've drawn the shortest straw of Glasto 2013, modesty will get you nowhere; you'd best come out blazing whatever sized guns you've got. So with lights and lazers in blitzkrieg mode and a skeletal voodoo corpse singing the sinister chorus to No Problem on the screens, hype man Rage whips off his killer monk cowl and bounces wildly across the stage while Chase & Status – each hoisted on a podium bearing their initial – blast out their Prodigy via Skrillex dubstep whoomps with a ferocity usually reserved for scaring wild bears from your homestead.

It's loud, powerful and compulsive, but a formula swiftly emerges. Synthetic soul choruses, sometimes relayed on video by the likes of Plan B on End Credits and sometimes by live guests, are bludgeoned with power-chords before lengthy bursts of rave Smurf descend and field-wide skanking ensues. Variety comes in the form of a string section, which adds sophistication to Lost and Not Found (featuring a clearly miming Louis M^ttrs) and a snippet of Red Hot Chili Peppers' Give It Away. But over 75 minutes, the blueprint becomes tiring and predictable, and Rage's incessant urgings that we jump and/or scream start feeling like a particularly intense go-for-the-burn workout video.

Who's watching

We expected to be saying "The Guardian and its girlfriend", but reflecting Glastonbury's increasing dance slant, C&S draw a decent and excitable half-fieldful, including one very convincing Ali G and a security steward running through the crowd holding a lit flare aloft.

High point

Liam Bailey guesting on an affecting Blind Faith, rich in dubstep poetry: "I am the man with the heavy heart, and I dare not turn the pages."

Low point

The 30th time Rage told us, "At the end of the day, it's all about the music", like a dubstep Ian Holloway.

In a tweet

Glastonbury, make some noise! Ad infinitum.