Unfortunately, I missed out on Thursday's shows, which was an absolute shame seeing as Wild Beasts and The XX were a must-see.

I started off the festival on Friday with CocoRosie, and what a start it was. They absolutely blew my mind with their rich and almost ethereal sounds. The sisters and co. resembled wild fairies from the forest, paint streaked down their faces while they  twirled and pranced around on stage. Sierra belted out exquisite, opera vocals and Bianca, with her strange, distorted voice, was accompanied by pianos, harps, beat-boxing and a stunning soundscape, causing the hairs on the back of my neck to stand up throughout the duration of their show. It was an absolutely gorgeous highlight.

After, I stumbled past Marc Almond and of course, had to pay my respects. He is, after all, one of the creators, along with his band Soft Cell, of the infectious song, Tainted Love, a track still fresh and danceable after all these years. I heard people exclaiming, "He's so old!" In my opinion, I think he's doing rather well after the disco life he's lead.

An amazing Wilco performance followed as the crowd broke out into mediocre banter, blocking out the sound of  music. If they had closed their eyes and listened carefully to the Chicago-based band, they would have been pleasantly surprised by just how subtly talented the band actually is. Also, hailing from Chicago, Shellac gave us sharp, syn-chronic and raw sounds coupled with cynic and humorous lyrics, and an ascetic bass guitar. "This gig was one of the best of the underground at Primavera this year," 34 year-old Blazej shrieks. "Rumor has it that Shellac play where they want to have a vacation – not a bad way to live." They ended their set with Steve Albini repeatedly asking, "Can you hear me now, can you hear me now...?" I was certain he could of guessed by then.

Finally, it was time to see The Pixies, the darlings of the festival and all I had heard about for months prior to the event. I am not sure where I was when The Pixies came onto the music scene. A mixture of Seattle grunge and dark German techno was busy feeding my ears, causing me to miss the whole Pixies affair. I am pretty sure I was alone at the festival, for fans were sweating with anticipation and practically gagging during the whole show. "The gig was awesome; best in the festival," Blazej exclaimed. "It sounded just like the record, which is a sign of pro-pro and of high discipline on stage." Apart from all the passionate sing-a-longs, I could hear the crowd carrying on about how old The Pixies were. Well, chances are, if they were so familiar with the band, they too may have aged since they first heard them.

After a night full of 'old' rockers, the early morning glided into synthetic sounds with Bristol's Joker, performing heavy bass DubStep. American DJ Diplo followed, delivering a set with bouncing beats, mixing it up with some M.I.A and ending the set with Weezer. An extreme party delight.

On Saturday, Brooklyn-based Grizzly Bear started off my second round of the three-day festival extravaganza and was a welcome treat. Their deep and lovely folk-rock tunes soothed the soul and kept a smile pasted on my face. More of Brooklyn's talent graced the stage with the duo Matt & Kim; bringing with them a perfect continuation of easy sounds. Full of energy and love, not too heavy, not too light, Matt was on the keyboards, while Kim viciously pounded on the drums. Matt proceeded to chat to the audience before each track, instructing us to put one hand in the air, and then the other while he put his own leg up in the air, encouraging us to keep on having fun.

The fun went on as the dance duo, Pet Shop Boys, another '80s favorite, produced an aesthetically pleasing visual show. Tennant changed his outfit countless times as a huge series of blocks formed on set by back-up dancers. Melancholy lyrics were paired with colorful electronica, bordering on the cheesy but never sinking too deep, keeping the tunes on the credible side. It was an absolute treat to listen to. I was surrounded by Brits who were on the biggest high, jumping up and down, singing along to classics such as It's a Sin, Go West and ending with West End Girls, causing the West End girls in the crowd to jump even higher.

Orbital played a great DJ set, keeping the energy up. Of course I was expecting their usual experimental tweets and bleats, but instead they gave us a set with thumping techno beats that seemed to punch holes in the sky. Just when I thought I had enough of "Primavering" and was about to drag my weary bones home, they urged me to stay by playing the beautiful Halcyon On and On. It transported me back to the mid '90s, reminding me of friends and good times. The track was complete with goosebumps; glorious and purely sweet. Then, confusing us a bit, out came Belinda Carlisle with Heaven on Earth mixed with Bon Jovi's You Give Love a Bad Name. Hilarious, Paul and Phil were back on it.