Second day at Brixton and they played tracklist from the previous day but without The Day Is My Enemy and Dogbite? What a lazy cunts... We want an element of surprise bastards...

Hope they will drop something today like two new tracks, Break & Enter and Rhythm Of Life.

If you thought the Pogues' annual swillathons were Christmas at its most hardcore, think again. Beneath a carnival backdrop welcoming Brixton's "warriors" to "the scene of the crash", a snarling electro-punk nightmare of a band emerge at midnight, barking "celebrate the noisemaker!". Meanwhile, "noisemaker" Liam Howlett is conducting a racket – a cacophony of demonic bass whomps, industrial guitars and hyperactive Nintendo melodies – that's threatening to cause us haemorrhage. Overseen by Maxim Reality rousing the crowd, and with Keith Flint as the maniacal totem, it's a midnight black mass that worships warfare, arson, intoxication and insanity. Silent Night? Forget it.

The Prodigy have long been bookmarked as the techno Sex Pistols, but it is remarkable how vital, vitriolic and visceral they remain, 20 years after their ragga-rave behemoth Out of Space united the jilted generation. For a band built on elasticated samples, arcade-machine mania and hooks sung by Smurfs, they've managed to hit middle age without letting their creativity slacken or their menace dissolve into cartoonish caricature like Marilyn Manson of John Lydon. The title track of their last album, 2009's Invaders Must Die, may sound like a malfunctioning Space Invaders machine on a destructive rampage, but new tracks from the Prodigy's forthcoming sixth album embark on new territory.

Dogbite incorporates rock power-chords and MIA skipping rhymes. Jetfighter is as brutal and bruising as any doom metal battalion. AWOL finds Flint resembling Manson playing The Beautiful People at 3,000bpm. They match the big-beat intensity of Voodoo People, Poison, Breathe, and Firestarter's sound of sirens straining for a melody; that the crowd go wildest to the perennially offensive Smack My Bitch Up is proof enough that the Prodigy still have the power to make people discard all decency and reason and just celebrate the noisemakers

Second day at Brixton and they played tracklist from the previous day but without The Day Is My Enemy and Dogbite? What a lazy cunts... We want an element of surprise bastards...

Hope they will drop something today like two new tracks, Break & Enter and Rhythm Of Life.

Did anyone get the New Intro or New Worlds on fire?