Friday
It was with mood of trepidation that I began the annual pilgrimage to Balado as I reflected on a slightly patchy looking line-up – disappointingly similar to 2007 - and a weather forecast for 2 days of rain. TinthePark has been my favourite w/e of the year for about the past 5 years, so by the law of averages it’s gonna have to be rubbish sometime. Was 2009 to be the year?
The sun shone, there was minimal queuing to get in (fair play to the organisers), everyone had arrived and I even managed to purchase an airbed for Mark and Neil after messing up the booking. All that was left was a bit of craic and a few drinks in the Friday afternoon sun before the action started. So far so good.
Maybe a bit too good actually as I missed the start of The Maccabees set in King Tut’s and their brilliant new single, Can You Give It. Not to worry though – what was left was decent and sounded a good bit better than their recorded material which I find a bit whiney. Live, it seemed a bit more bold and powerful. A 5/10 then and a nice warm up for...
...Maximo Park on The Main Stage. I’ve gone off this band recently as the 2nd and 3rd albums never came near to matching A Certain Trigger. I was pleasantly surprised as Paul Smith performed like a man possessed with boundless energy and enthusiasm and really made those mediocre 2nd and 3rd album tracks come alive. When added to old favourites like Graffiti and Going Missing, you end up with a damn good way to spend 45 minutes. 7.5/10.
After much deliberation and debate we decided to stick around at The Main Stage to see Franz Ferdinand who got the nod ahead of Jamie T at King Tut’s. Good decision as Franz thrived in front of the home crowd and even though the jury is still out on Tonight for me, the new stuff did sound at home with the old classics. I was happy to give them a 7/10 and nip off as they indulged in that terrible drawn out instrumental ending to Lucid Dreams...
...to see if we could catch the end of The Courteeners at King Tut’s. We managed to time it well and caught Not Nineteen Forever and What Took You So Long?. The tent was rocking and I had the first of many “punch the air” festival moments where you just remember how brilliant life is. For those 2 songs alone I’ll give them 6/10.
Next decision then. The Twang at The Futures, Kings of Leon at The Main Stage or just stay at King Tut’s and watch The View? I could always take or leave Kings of Leon (sorry Andy), have seen them before and never been blown away and the hype has always grated on me - so we plumped for The View. Wrong decision! With a just above average first album punctuated with 2 stellar singles and a pretty poor second album I don’t know what I was thinking. Yes, the singles sounded great but they just didn’t have the material to carry off an 80 minute headline set and boredom kicked - while 50,000 people outside sang their hearts out to “Sex on Fire”. Can’t win ‘em all I suppose. 5/10.
We arrived back at the tent to find that 3 of the lads had been pick-pocketed with 2 wallets, £170, a ticket and a mobile phone disappearing in the moshpit. Disappointment and anger tarnished a great day but we had some hope of recovering the stuff as Speirsy seemed certain who the culprit was. A certain Calvin Harris!
Saturday
Saturday started slowly as I helped Grant negotiate his way into the site without his lost ticket so missed the Bjorn Again which I thought would have been a good laugh.
Fortunately, bro managed to get in a bit later so I thought I’d better get down to The Main Stage and check out that chancer, Calvin Harris. The Dumfries lad was in celebratory mood (maybe he had made a killing on stolen wallets?) and really worked to get the sunburnt and hungover Main Stage crowd going again with a brilliant set. I’ve never seen such a euphoric crowd during the 1 o’clock slot – the place was bouncing – and I was reminded of that 18 month spell in the early 90s where I allowed my ears to wander, ditched the guitars and was loving the beats. Surely a headliner of the future – 7.5/10.
We stuck around TMS for Lady Gaga but that proved to be a step towards the mainstream too far. Couldn’t take any more than 3 songs, so left for fish’n’chips. 2/10 for Lady Gaga and 7.5/10 for the fish’n’chips!
Next up were Starsailor and this year’s first visit to The NME Stage. I wasn’t a huge fan when they were in their pomp but thought I’d give them a go – and quite enjoyed a medium paced Saturday afternoon singalong in the sun. Alcoholic and Good Souls still sounded pretty good and although the boy’s between song chat was a bit lame, I’d go with a 6/10.
We stayed at The NME for White Lies, who got the nod ahead of Friendly Fires in the Tent as the sun was still shining. Another good set but not sure their dark, moody sounds quite worked in the chilled out afternoon atmosphere. Still, it’s hard to argue with the quality of songs like Death and To Lose My Life whatever time of day so 6.5/10.
Dashed back to catch the end of James on TMS and managed to catch 3 classics: Sit Down, Sometimes and the mighty Laid helped me forget their disappointing set from 2007 and give them a quick 6/10.
The Specials were next and unlike White Lies, their sound felt perfect for the conditions –so me and a few thousand of my fellow baldies engaged in a great hour of shuffling and bouncing from side to side to some 2-Tone classics like Too Much Too Young, Rat Race, A Message To Rudy, Little Bitch and Ghost Town. Tremendous! 8/10.
TMS residency continued for Razorlight who were a bit disappointing. I actually prefer the 3rd album to the previous effort and was hoping this set would really bring it to life. Although the songs sounded good, Borrell just didn’t seem that interested and it was a bit of a non-event. He even kept his clothes on – although to be fair it was getting a bit nippy by that stage. Could do better. 6.5/10.
And finally, The Killers – again. Their set in 2007 was amazing and the new album’s crap - so I was a bit sceptical as to whether they could manage to hit the highs again. I needn’t have worried. Brandon seems to have that chemistry with The Main Stage crowd and they feed off each other and the songs improve by 20%. The old one-two of Mr Brightside and All These Things I’ve Done in between Bones, Read My Mind and When You Were Young was as great as you’d expect. 8.5/10 and a great finale to a great day.
Sunday
Saturday night saw the rain finally come (so it was lucky we got someone else to put our tent up!) and things looked like they were taking a turn for the worse.
To make matters worse, The Gaslight Anthem didn’t appear as scheduled which meant I had missed Squeeze and needn’t have. Gutted. Still when TGA appeared, they were on good form – although perhaps not quite as good as they looked at Glastonbury on the box. Maybe it was the early Sunday slot and the damp crowd but it didn’t quite take off. I’ll try them again at Reading though. 6/10
Another of the Scottish bands that get a slot here but aren’t quite good enough to go national were next. The Dykeenies went down well at T and had certainly had the crowd on side. I still don’t think they’ll crack it but an enjoyable set nevertheless. 6/10.
The quick march to The Futures tent to see new Canadian band, Hockey was well worthwhile. The front man was a strange cross between Mick Jagger and Greg Ruszedski but strangely it worked and put in a pretty charismatic performance. Good tunes too so will expect to see this lot go onto bigger things. 7/10
Back to The NME for Doves and the sun had appeared again. Although never quite making the great album, (Kingdom of Rust is close mind you) Doves have loads of great singles. Giving the new album an airing meant that a few of those singles had to bite the bullet which was a real shame as I’d love to have heard Catch The Sun and Caught By The River on a chilled-out Sunday afternoon. Top set though and another 7/10.
Next up, Lily Allen, and one of the biggest crowds I can recall at The NME any year. It was jammed and again on a sunny Sunday evening I had thought it would be perfect for her. Again, although I enjoyed the set, I don’t think she quite nailed it. Love the lyrics, love the attitude - but not as good as hoped. 6.5/10.
I couldn’t say that about The Pet Shop Boys though. One of my favourite bands from my schooldays, depressingly over 20 years ago now, I had to take the chance to see them. I dragged a few others across the site with me who didn’t look entirely convinced but once they started with Heart everyone got into it and it was the feel good set of the weekend. The whole King Tut’s tent sang every word of the hits – Go West, Suburbia, Always On My Mind and West End Girls amongst others. I usually associate T with the word camp but not like this. 9/10!
And without wishing him any harm, we had another stroke of luck as Graham Coxon had apparently been on a bit of a bender the night before, had been to hospital and Blur were delayed until after 10 - so we managed to see the whole of their set. And it was as brilliant as I expected it to be – with all the classics and a pumped up crowd. Damon was in melancholic and soulful mood one minute (Tender) and turned into a frenetic tazmanian devil the next (Parklife/Song 2). Either way, he seemed to enjoy it as much as the crowd did. The best closing act I’ve seen at T. 8.5/10.
So that was that for another year. The weather undoubtedly helped but 20 bands, great craic and that PSB/Blur combo to end just about make it my favourite T yet.