There’s a skill to constructing a festival set, and Beabadoobee has clearly been studying hard.
She leans heavily into the grungier, noisier side of her catalogue – opening with a hurricane of distorted guitars on tracks like 10:36, Talk, Together and Care.
It recalls the sound of Juliana Hatfield and Kim Deal, cutting sugar-sweet melodies with the serrated edge of her fretwork.
She announces that this is her first show “in forever”, as she’s been off working on a new album.
And the gap between shows had given her a bit of backstage anxiety.
“I always get scared no-one is going to come but this is sick,” she says, surveying a crowd that stretches right to the back of the tent.
“I love you guys,” she says.