The hip-hop giant proclaims himself the greatest living rock star, and his set has a potent ferocity – but there are gaps and stutters, and he cuts a strangely lone figure in front of the vast crowd
From Slaves’ semi-comic social observation to the Pop Group’s corrupted disco, the crowd gets smaller as the reception grows louder during a Saturday afternoon post-punk interlude
Rudimental’s riotous energy keeps the crowd bouncing like a giant exercise class, helped along by a procession of guests from George Clinton to Dizzee Rascal