London Grammar at LIDO in Victoria Park: set times, full lineup, tickets and everything you need to know
LIDO is back again this weekend, with 365 party girl Charli xcx running the show on Saturday, June 14. On Sunday, things are guaranteed to be a lot more chilled out, as ethereal indie-pop band London Grammar will headline the festival, with support from Celeste, Róisín Murphy and Pip Millett.
Here's everything you need to know about London Grammar at LIDO.
When and where is London Grammar at LIDO Festival?
London Grammar headline LIDO festival in Victoria Park on Sunday, June 15.
Timings
On Saturday, the gates will open at 2pm for those with regular tickets, or 1pm for those with advanced entry. Last entry is 8.30pm. We don't know what time London Grammar will be on stage yet, but it's likely to be after 8.30pm.
What's the full London Grammar LIDO lineup and set times?
The full list of stage splits and set times for London Grammar hasn't been released yet, and LIDO are likely to do this 24 hours before the festival. Fans can check the LIDO app or Instagram page for updates.
Festival map
Want to get your head around the site ahead of time? Here's the official LIDO map.
How to get to LIDO festival
From the east, the closest stations to LIDO are Homerton and Hackney Wick, which can be reached via the Overground. On the west side, Mile End and Bethnal Green are your best bets, and are both on the central line.
Alternatively, you can travel by bus. Hop on any of the 8, 277, 309, 339, 388, D3 and D6 services and you'll find a stop near the venue.
The site also has bike parking, including for e-bikes, if you are rocking up on two wheels.
Are there any tickets left for London Grammar at LIDO Festival 2025?
Yes! London Grammar is not sold out. You can get tickets via the LIDO website starting from £79.75.
What's the weather looking like?
Things are looking good this weekend. The forecast for Sunday is sunny and cloudy, with highs of 23C and lows of 13C.
Afterparties
There are no official after parties for London Grammar at LIDO festival. If you fancy a night out, here's Time Out's list of the best clubs in London (although bear in mind many of them will be closed on Sunday night).
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