Crawdaddy Stage, Friday 3rd September 7.45pm

Describe in a tweet: Poor Laura.

What Happened: Poor Ms Marling. It seemed like everything was against the anti-folk Londoner from the get go. Translating a hauntingly intimate album like I Speak Because I Can into a festival-friendly form was never going to be an easy task. Add a boisterous crowd and a dose of the cold and it all seemed downright unfair on the poor lass.

She moped about the stage and songs like Ghosts which usually induce a tingle to the spine barely made an impact on the restless audience. It was all a bit of a shame, because on her day Marling has the potential to produce stunning performances.

Electric Dreams: 'I Speak Because I Can' shone through at the tail end of the set.

Ants at a picnic: The sound. Poor girl was barely audible for large chunks of the gig.

EP rating: 5/10