A mercifully dry night, a surprisingly good sleep and we're rearing to attack the timetable with coffee in one hand and crepe in the other. First port of call - Irish folk duo The Lost Brothers. It's early and the Cosby Stage tent is sparsely packed, but a perfectly formed crowd respond well to the "Losties" brand of harmonised Everly Brothers tinged melancholia. The XX provide the next stop. Strange scheduling one this. The middle of the afternoon in the largest tent for a band that specialise in the kind of hushed dynamics and sparse arrangements that a later time and smaller tent would better serve. But they are a huge draw thanks to an immaculate debut album and the gig is a resounding endorsement of their sound. Each song is greeted with a familiarity belying their virginal state and, from our point of view the sound is spot on. A big yes then (Check out our full review below). At this stage news filters through of Bat For Lashes cancellation and thusly the first tinge of disappointment at this years EP. But the quick one-two of Jape (superb,  review here and "Floating" live from the Picnic here) and The Walkmen (a revelation) quickly dispel any lingering comedown. We later found out she "hurt" her knee. Good excuse then. Next on our agenda was Brian Wilson. Now legend though he is, and with a backing band - The Wondermints - who are almost more faithful to the Beach Boys than the Beach Boys themselves, we are left a little heartbroken by the man himself. You wonder whether he actually realises what's going on, let alone where he is playing. Yet (and yet) the set proved a real feel-good hit of the (late) summer. And so to Chic. Now forgive us (well Barry) for being slightly sceptical but this was truly the most fun we had all weekend. From "Le Freak" to a cover of Bowie's "Lets Dance" to "I Want Your Love" the Electric Arena danced its proverbial arse off. High on the groove we wandered over to The Body & Soul area. Here, Tunng proved a fitting end to the night for team Wired For Sound as we stood down in the hollow of the Body & Soul stage basking in the electro folk stylings of wee Becky Jacobs and her London outfit.

Barry