Main stage, Friday 3rd September, 6pm

Describe in a tweet: Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz



What happened: A whole lotta talk. Pretty much everyone ATL has bumped into since arriving onsite around 4pm has name-dropped Janelle Monae, the pint sized Outkast protégée responsible for one the funkiest albums we've heard this year/ever.



Electric Dreams: That entrance really works for us. An impeccably dressed ring-leader informs us of the majesty we can expect in the next hour, before the stage empties and a glorious overture breezes over a very expectant, very large gathering. Soon after, 'Locked Inside' bottles the hype - slinky, catchy and insanely funky. We're won over.

Ants at a Picnic: We find the sinister black cloaked dancers a little scary and the dancing nuns a little offensive. Except not really.

Electric Picnic rating: 8/10