So the biggest festival of the UK season fell upon us, and brought with it some of the biggest artists in the modern scene. Far be it for me to say what singular event was the best part of the festival, but I had some personal favourites. Needless to say, the headliner acts were spectacular; certainly the Pyramid Stage is the arena of choice for any act to really show their skills; but for me there were plenty of other offerings that made my week one to remember.

A lot of my week was spent near the Silver Hayes dance village and Shangri-La, and it goes without saying that the nightlife of Glastonbury is not to be underestimated. Sets from artists such as Skream & Benga, Sub Focus and Disclosure provided ample opportunity to throw some of my best shapes (triangles seemed to be the festival favourite), and surprise sets from Skillex, Fatboy Slim and Chase & Status kept the good vibes going long past the sunrise. Outdoor clubbing is definitely the way forward for future reference.

One of the most exciting sets from this stance was the goliath dancehall-flavoured groove shifter from Major Lazer. Over an hour of full powered, bass blastin’ beats, with an audience begging for more at every turn was exactly what this set delivered. Zorbs entered the audience to surf over the top, a frenzy of shirts and jumpers flying above heads, air-horns and neon pants EVERYWHERE and even a chance for some of the audience to get on stage to show off their bubble butts. Never before have I been to a gig with an atmosphere as energetic as that (not even Gogol Bordello could make an audience of that size jump around as violently), with spectators who genuinely wanted to be there. How do I know this? Because the last part of the show clashed directly with the Rolling Stones, Glastonbury 2013’s biggest headliner and no one left until the end. Not until the last air-horn was blown, not until the last bounce had landed, not until the very last drop was done.

It’s not often that I choose to go to an electronic set at a festival in the daylight hours (the set started at only 20:45), since in my personal opinion the realm of dance music and all its sub-genres should be left until the darkness takes hold; but the timing and execution of Major Lazer was such a surprise, and quite simply a purely euphoric experience to be part of, that I am willing to change my mind on this. I’m not about to tell you that Skrillex has a place in my heart at midday, but dancehall at sunset? Definitely one of the surprise highlights of my weekend – I salute you Major.