Let me hear you say yeah for Underworld at Electric Picnic
BEST known for his boisterous “Lager, Lager, Lager” chant on 1990s rave anthem ‘Born Slippy’, in the flesh Underworld’s Karl Hyde is curiously zen. Recently turned 58, the frontman is diminutive, greying and exudes the confidence and shaggy inscrutability of a yoga instructor or successful author of self-help manuals.
“The dance music I appreciate is almost akin to jazz,” Hyde says at one point in a conversation by turns earnest and steeped in dry humour. “It’s all about change. The moment it becomes a movement — EDM, trance, house, whatever you want to call it… we’ve always packed our bags and left quietly in the night.”

