Foals and Little Simz lead the Saturday night party at Latitude 2022

Priestgate bring screeching, howling, gymnastic forms of expression to the muggy Alcove, with Rob Schofield leading the ragtag group as part vocalist, part contortionist. Their searing intensity combined with the blistering humidity soon sees Rob's white vest torn from his body, an intimidating move that's somewhat softened when he admits, "my mum is going to kill me when she sees the state of these trousers". The five-piece are clearly enjoying themselves. By the time 'Summ(air)' declares, "I just wanna see the sun', everyone leaves pumped up for the day ahead.

Los Bitchos throw some spice into the mix with a Colombian-style psych-surf hybrid. Though very much London-based, the group present a vividly globe-trotting experience. An almost exclusively instrumental showing gives their brand of funk a unique texture. Various beach balls ping around the crowd as Serra Petale slaps her bongos, bubble machines blowing not far behind. Prime siesta time evolves into an impromptu party - with a debut album titled 'Let The Festivities Begin!', it was probably to be expected.