The Mystery Jets look like characters from Grand Theft Auto: Vice City in their pastel suits with jacket sleeves rolled up.

Not that that is a decent reason to hate them on this Godless Earth - but Gutless, dreary indie-pop is surely reason enough to smite them if you’re really up there…
I’ve just officially become an atheist.

I’ve seen Los Campesinos! four times in the past year and I’m running out of things to say about them. As usual, the band flits between casual disinterest and impassioned diatribe onstage.

This show’s speech appeared to be more about how much front-man Gareth hates The Ting Tings, and whilst hardly inspiring, was nevertheless a rabble-rouser for the usual Reading crowd. As always, the music was left to speak for itself, which fortunately it does effortlessly, as the band pulled another suitably successful show out of the bag to the joyous delight of their fans.

Santogold was less densely populated than I expected as the woman herself took to the stage complete with backing dancers/vocalists who remained static and sun-shaded throughout much of the set until their vigorous finale. Those in attendance were not let down as Santogold delivered an ass-kicking performance of her alt. pop hits, with what turned out to be not two but several hundred strong backing vocalists.

Never cover Nirvana. I don’t care who you are. Don’t do it. It’s a general rule to live by and hardly difficult to adhere to, but this weekend saw a slew of Cobain copyists. What with Feeder pulling Nevermind album-filler, 'Breed', out of retirement for their finale, Pennywise going for a carbon copy of Territorial Pissings, again from the band’s hit album Nevermind, and least deserving of all were Dirty Pretty Things who wheeled-out a hit-single from Nevermind: In Bloom. An insult.

The Manic Street Preachers at least had the good taste to perform an In Utero track in the form of Pennyroyal Tea, though that was still to be the band’s next single before Kurt’s premature death halted its release.
Still, rules are rules, boys. I don’t care that The Holy Bible is one of my all-time top 25 albums, it doesn’t make it OK. If anything it makes it worse; seeing how far you’ve fallen into indie mediocrity and resorting to propping up a live show with someone else’s - albeit legendary – material, rather than performing another gem from your magnum opus.

The band’s set did include a few early tracks from 'Gold against The Soul' and 'The Holy Bible', as well as the deserving hit single 'A Design For Life' as finale, however.

Yes, in fairness, the band did provide a selection of tunes from their now ample back catalogue, treating the crowd to 'Motorcycle Emptiness' and 'Of Walking Abortion…' But for me there are only three Manic’s albums. So I guess I’m biased.