The Shakes: Shiiine On Festival

Some bands you like, some bands you love, then, there are bands like The Shakes. The type that walks on stage mortal and leaves it immortal. After two years away, Shiiine On festival returned and, its loyal following would have been forgiven for ignoring the new bands. It didn’t. 

The London-Liverpool express opened up Centre Stage on the Friday to a big crowd and did not disappoint. Not since The Strokes and The Libertines have band looked this good and seemed this important.

The clothes, looks, and crucially, the tunes. They are now the zeitgeist!

‘Watch It’ struts with the r’n’b Small Faces and the far-reaching ambition of a young Liam Gallagher. ‘Lost Along the Way’ traverses the sodden world of ‘Guanga Gin’, the poetic soul of Morrison, and the grooves of The Ordinary Boys to create a truly magical moment! Meanwhile, on ‘I’m Your Man’, they deliver an infectious piece of rock ‘n’ roll that makes aging men in the crowd wish they could be 18 again and every woman fall in love with them.

Their scintillating majesty is led by frontman Zak Nimmo. Beautiful like a young Jagger, he moves like no one you have ever seen. From northern soul to RnB to borderline breakdancing, Nimmo doesn’t demand your attention, he takes it! Seemingly love the child of Brian Jones and Mick Jagger, Nimmo is the icon rock ‘n’ roll so desperately needs. Confident and substantive. He can tap into Liam’s melodic soul, the tenacity of Marriot, and the all-blaze riot of Howlin’ Pelle Almqvist.

Their next show at Camden’s Fiddlers Elbow is not to be missed!

*Image courtesy of the band

In Earnest: Chinnerys, Southend

Southend’s In Earnest played their first headline gig at their iconic hometown (city) venue of Chinnerys last week.

Images courtesy of Rob Humm & the band.

October the 9th marked their release of their stunning EP ‘Reasons to Stay Alive’. A seamless piece of music that delves into the struggles of mental health in relationships. Not content with the challenge of recording the EP, of challenging discourse, in this fashion, their creative chops were again at full capacity. Playing the EP fully with seamless transitions was a joy to watch. Whilst physically, it may have looked frantic at points but, the guitar and pedal switches were delivered with aplomb. It added a bigger sense of drama to already tumultuous tracks like ‘I Feel Alone Even If I’m Not’ and ‘Hands Are Tied’.

They come as a collective but, it’s Sarah Holbourn’s voice are that people leave talking about. The harrowing lyrics are met with heaven-sent vocals to forge the most intimate of bonds with the Southend crowd. On ‘Put Me Under’, she drifts from Laura Marling to Phoebe Bridgers whilst songwriting partner Thomas Eatherton’s guitars shimmer with Bon Iver’s majesty.

Eatherton’s guitars, eloquent throughout, stack up to Holbourn’s beauty on several occasions. Whether it be the Ryan Adams-tinged ‘29’, the Cocteau Twins dreaminess of ‘Fables’, or the dreampop meets Billy Bragg, he has an ability to know when to let things breathe around him.

With another show at The Amersham Arms tomorrow and a film launch with Rooskin’s Rob Humm to supplement the EP in November, this is a band with serious creative chops that should not be missed.

Mark Morriss: 229, London

Bluetones frontman returned to London last weekend to be the jewel in the crown of the Shiiine On summer party at 229. A gig with Mark Morriss is more than just a mesh of solo tracks and Bluetones classics. With a little charm and a lot of style, he’ll reel in the unbelievers, quieten the talkers and enthrall the diehard fans.

Those unaware of his solo career are reeled in with ‘Rimini’. The stripped-back acoustic version loses none of its ability to convey the loss of certainty and civility “that” vote brought in 2016. Despair has never sounded this good!

His muse has clearly been undeterred by lockdown on the new song ‘Madeline’. A darker tinged number showcased more strings to his bow. Then, on ‘Sick Again’, he exudes vibrancy and bombast that his 90s fame can only look on at in awe.

The Bluetones always had an ability to open the deepest of wounds. When Morriss strips their classics back, in this form the fervour skyrockets! The opening couplet of Bluetonic “When I am sad and weary / When all my hope is gone” will undoubtedly, transported many to the glory of 96. However, with covid still looking on from the abyss, recent traumas also flood the senses.

‘Learning To Fly’ opener ‘Talking To Clarry’ was given a glorious outing. As his vocals hit the achingly beautiful climax of “communication is blurred / I can’t understand a word”, we raised a wry smile. The Shiiine On festival has grown into a small family over the years. People from all over the UK have forged friendships at their festivals because one is never a stranger when you love the same band.

If like us, this is not enough Morriss, The Bluetones kick off the Star Shaped tour this Friday with Sleeper!

The Utopiates: 229, London

North London’s The Utopiates were second on the bill for the Shiiine On Summer Party at 229 this past Saturday. After wowing fans and critics alike with their EP ‘Anywhere But Here’, could they deliver on the big stage?

Despite technical issues, they grooved their way to the hearts and minds of the Shiiine On faithful. Former single, ‘Only Human’ lit up the room like a bush fire. Josh Redding’s guitars spiralled with such intensity alongside Dan Popplewell’s vocals to conjure, the embers are still burning bright five days on.

On ‘Antidote’, they found unity and power demands the UK’s attention, immediately. It soared above the clouds but crucially, always felt within reach. This kind of songwriting combined with this magical delivery will take them to the main stages of festivals and, thousand along to see them.

This is not a one-man band by any means but, at times Redding’s guitars drew the focus like no other of recent times. On ‘Anywhere But Here’ Popplewell’s acoustic guitar and Ed Godshaw’s keys laid the groundwork for his Squire-esque majesty.

In ‘Love Salvation’ they have set closer for life. Anthemic and euphoric, it had that mid-paced beauty that pulled a group of strangers together as one. Tripping along like Primal Scream, swaggering like Mondays, they’ve tapped into a golden age of love-seekers and found a way to make it sound fresh.

A truly astonishing performance from a band only formed in lockdown. It’s easy to see why The Pigeon Detectives have added them as support at the Forum this autumn. 

*Image courtesy of Shiiine On legend Louise Deveraux

The Shakes: 229, London

This Image provided by the band.

The Self-described “London-Liverpool Express” The Shakes opened Shiiine On’s summer party this past Saturday at London’s 229.

Openers they might have been but, they played to and owned this crowd like a band at the peak of their powers. Oozing charm and style, they grabbed this opportunity as if their life depended on it and, frankly, nothing is better than desperate rock ‘n’ roll!

In between the glorious noise and confusion was ‘I’m Your Man’. It’s a sumptuous ode with nods to Liverpool legends The Bandits. With the beauty of Zutons and The Coral and the devilment of the Buff Medways and The Libertines, they have unearthed a classic to wave the flag of good ship Albion once more.

In closing stages, they take a good set to a great set. ‘Change Isn’t’ and ‘Strange Sorry Officer’ bust open creative avenues which allow their mod instincts and love of ‘Definitely Maybe’ to collide. It’s debauched, firesome, and begging to be worshiped.

The Shakes may be in the early days but, on this showing, not for long. The confidence is irrepressible. True icons in the making!

*Banner image courtesy of Shiiine On.

Rooskin: Chinnerys, Southend

Southend’s Rooskin played their hometown venue Chinnery’s this past Friday in support of fellow local band The Waterfalls. Having been away for 19months, and with a big crowd in, could they deliver?

At times, Rooskin transcended music. Maybe it’s the long wait for gigs but, their brand of hazy love songs and sunny climates was the warming embrace Southend needed. ‘Donnie’ drifted across the coastline to thaw even the coldest souls with its infectious joy. Like all special songs, it began to take on new meaning via its lyrics:

“I’ve been looking for love / in all the wrong places / it’s been tearing me up and I’m sick of waiting”

The poor life choices and dangerous crutches society have leaned on to get through the lockdown flood to the surface. However, the effortless guitars and glory of the vocals ushered the room back to positive planes.

Upcoming single ‘Eloise’ (released 20th August), got its first airing and, did not disappoint. A sense of hope permeated the room. As they sing of the West Coast, a spirit powerfully forms and feelings that all is not lost and never give up filled hearts once again.

Rooskin’s laid-back nebulous is given an injection on set closer ‘Goldfish’. The added bombast brought about a clarity and future for all to follow them off stage with. Dreams and schemes among the young crowd were almost tangible as their licks and harmonies soared upon the horizon.

Music lovers will always discuss why certain bands don’t make it. Unlucky, the look, charisma, etc. In Rooskin’s case, there’s nothing to talk about. They look like a gang, bonded together by in-jokes, love, and desire. There’s a wit to their between-song patter that forges more love with the crowd. They have all the indefinable qualities to go with sublime alt-pop melodies. You simply cannot deny this band!

Ocean Colour Scene: Dreamland, Margate

Saturday 24th July, the first gig back, should have begun with uncontrollable excitement. It didn’t. Is this safe? Should we be here? Trust in science was the only thing the brain could summon to urge me to go.  

Strolling into Dreamland, the knots in the stomach remained. Despite a few surging to the front for Black Grape, a clear sense of trepidation prevailed.

And then.

The rush of ‘Riverboat Song’s intro surged through the veins like never before. The psychedelic blues were greeted with an overspill of love. Eighteen months of pain ebbed away into Albion’s ether as Simon’s flawless vocals echoed across the coastline and Steve’s guitars shimmered upon the sunset!

The joyous “if I walk, if I walk, if I walk” reminds everyone of what they’d missed. The collective love of a crowd joining forces with artists. A chance to belong, to hug a stranger in sheer delight once again!

‘Second Hand Car’ and ‘Get Blown Away’, at any time, can plunge the emotions to despairing depths. After everything, you could have heard a pin drop and during Craddock’s mesmerising solo on the former. ‘Get Blown Away’, sent shudders through anyone with pain lingering in their hearts. All that might have been flashed before the eyes and loss swelled in the hearts. For four minutes, tears touched checks, fists punched the air, and lyrics were sung with death-defying defiance. The human spirit alongside British rock ‘n’ roll is a fucking a triumph!

OCS, with no ego and beautiful humility, guided us back to a feeling of hope. What started out with uncertainty ended up being an adventure of our own!

Jetstream Pony: 100 Club, London

Hailing from Brighton and East Croydon, Jetsream Pony are an indie super group, consisting of Beth Arzy (Trembling Blue Stars/Luxembourg Signal/Lightning in a Twilight Hour) on vocals, Shaun Charman (The Wedding Present/The Popguns/The Fireworks) on guitar, Kerry Boettcher (Turbocat) on bass, and Hannes Mueller (Endlich Bluete, The BV's) on drums.

They opened up the Valentine’s Day Sarah Records reunion at the 100 Club last Friday. Despite the annual celebration of love, they delivered some joyously melancholic indie. ‘I Close My Eyes’, with its Byrds-esque jangle and Arzy’s knowing and tumultuous lyrics, ignite the set.

Meanwhile, during ‘It’ll Take More Than Friday’, Boettcher’s bass playing takes the hooks of The Prisoners and threatens to overspill in a riot but, Arzy’s lush vocals simmer everything, just!

The ante is upped again on set closer and, latest single ‘Yellow Pills’. This was the sound of band hitting cutting loose. It took the throbbing intensity of The Membranes and the pop splendour of Phil Spector.

It was on ‘Had Enough’ where the set climaxed though. The Cure meets The Fall intro should have been enough. The spikiness colliding with shoegaze’s beauty was, one of those rare moments of cultures clashing that make live music the ultimate art form.

Jetsream Pony (and The Hannah Barberas) are supporting Even As We Speak at the Lexington on March 28th.

*image courtesy of Richard Weir

The Orchids: 100 Club, London

Valentine’s day, the 100 Club, and a Sarah’s Records reunion. It was a match made in heaven. Headlining, was the Glaswegian 5 piece, The Orchids.

With their 7th studio album in development, an added sense of excitement was in the air and, on first hearing of ‘Caravan’, another indie gem is in the offing.

Sadly, honorary Orchid Pauline Hynds Bari was unwell. Whist her eloquent beauty was missed on vocals, it led to ‘You Could Do Something To Me’ being dedicated to her. The gentle twisting and turning classic was more than a fitting tribute.

Beautiful personifies most of their work, but, on ‘A Place Called Home’, something truly exquisite happened. The acoustic and electric guitars combined to paint pictures of unattainable dreams on the horizon. It showcased the human condition quite like no other band can. A sense of isolation was felt by all but, the sense of belonging it gave the London crowd was tangible.

From ‘She’s My Girl’ through to set closer ‘Caveman’, they injected enough happiness into the room to rid the world of Brexit and Trump. ‘She’s My Girl’, swirled its way through the room like Storm Dennis but with vocals sent from the gods to reassure us all.

The crescendo of love on ‘The Sadness of Sex’ was akin to the euphoria of the great rave djs. Layer upon layer of love was built on this Style Council meets Saint Etienne gem. Friend of the band Michael Deans, joined them on stage to add his saxophone genius to proceedings. ‘Walter’, in particular, was given a stylish and raucous lift.

The night was brought to an end with the cult classics ‘Bemused, Confused and Bedraggle’ and ‘Caveman’. It was akin to the release of ecstasy. We’ve had their love and we’re begging for more!

*Image courtesy of This Is Anorak City

The K’s: Nambucca, London

After supporting the The Rifles last October, The K’s, from Earlestown, put the UK on red alert. Last Saturday, they headlined This Feeling’s ‘Big in 2020’ at London’s Nambucca.

Their Roundhouse support slot, was eyebrow raising. Their Nambucca slot however, this was biblical. More aggression and venom found its way into their Northern escapism meets The Jam sound.

Frontman James Boyle furiously attacked his lyrics with real menace, an approach he should seldom stray from in future. This was the real deal. His naturally far reaching and angelic vocals, came with a nasty streak and elevated him to icon in the making status.

In a perfectly scripted twist of fate, Carl Barat, the guitarist of a generation was in the crowd. Such was the brilliance of Ryan Breslin’s lead guitars, it felt as though the baton was being handed over.

With a sold out gig in Manchester the 25th of this month on the slate, it rapidly becoming clear that we won’t get to see them in intimate venues for much longer.

*Image courtesy of Ricky Atterby.

MOSES: Live at Water Rats, London

London’s MOSES signed of 2019 with a home city gig at Water Rats. It has been another year of great singles, and crucially, real creative growth.

Then, mid set, the bombshell was dropped. Frontman Victor announces lead guitarist Rory is playing his last show with the band. Two years ago, MOSES were very much a band that had a great frontman. On this night, they were tight as fuck, and it was Rory dying on his MOSES sword in glory.

Maybe it was supporting The Blinders in 2018 that turned the corner for Rory. Their slot with the Manchester/Doncaster three piece, all of equal greatness, returned MOSES to Cro Cro Land this past April ablaze. A spiteful punkiness permeated their rock n roll credentials to take them to another level. This power, was out in full force at Water Rats.

To date, MOSES have been a band who have been one paced. Luckily, it was always full tilt and exciting. ‘King Size’, ‘Cause You Got Me’ and singalong anthem ‘River Thames’ were all prime cuts of this energy. However, they’ve never fully done Victor’s song writing justice.

Now, with ‘Joy’ and ‘Findings’ in their live arsenal, they have the ability to take you on his emotional roller coaster. As he sings “give me hope, give me love, give me something that can help me find you” echoes of U2’s ‘Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For’ fill the room. His sense of loneliness in a city as overpopulated as London, is the modern day equivalent of Andrew Lincoln’s career defining performance as Egg in ‘This Life’.

What the future holds for MOSES post-Rory remains to be seen but, if this is all it was going to be, its how you sign off in style. It was Ali Cook scoring a ton in his last for England. With the growth shown in 2019 in the studio, it would be one hell of a waste though.

*image courtesy of Ana Ben Ana

Kid Violet: Live at Water Rats, London

London’s Kid Violet kicked of Creation23’s Shambolics sold out night at the Water Rats last Thursday night.

There were moments when they truly threatened to outshine the headliners. The heavenly looping ‘Columbia’ meets ‘Cloudy Room’ psyche guitars of the opener ‘Be Happy’ showcased stadium filling rock n roll ambition. With togetherness and love at its core, it was for all the right reasons too!

The racing riffs of ‘London Wonderground’ walked a glorious line in between The Rifles and Foals. Two distinct alternative crowds that don’t always mix were lured together with devilish effect. Meanwhile, the glam stomping power of ‘I Don’t Care’ is packed with the outcast party spirit of Bowie’s ‘Rebel Rebel’ and has hit written all over it. However, ‘Spaceman’ reached for the escapism of early Noel Gallagher song writing but fell short of the Chief’s early glory.

In frontman Billy Cotter, Kid Violet have an icon in the making. The menace of Liam’s vocals, Miles Kane’s strut and the endearing nature of Slaves’ Isaac Holman ooze from Cotter effortlessly. Despite his star quality, they had a gang mentality. Zac Smiths bass playing had dancefloor hooks at almost every time turn whilst, Pawel Plejewski and Charley Wilkinson’s shared guitar parts continually sparked off each off other.

Yes, yes we did mention them in the same breath as Oasis earlier. Are they there yet? No. When that spirit is ignited, we’re rightly getting fucking excited.

Shambolics: Water Rats, London

Fife four piece Shambolics brought their brand of dreamy rock n roll to the London’s Water Rats last Thursday. Signed to Alan McGee’s impeccable Creation23, the buzz was tangible for their first sold out London date.

Some bands are forever better live than they are on record. For Shambolics, it was more a case of let’s playing with their influences. ‘My Time Is Now’ goes from a Miles Kane anthem to a Donna Summer colossus live. Meanwhile, ‘Fight Inside of Me’ took the extravagance of the Roses ‘Second Coming’ and injected it with the pop-punk of The Buzzcocks.

The set hit magical heights when they combined modern day indie-punk with the 1970s West Coast USA. ‘Sandra Speed’ showcased the blossoming partnership of Lewis McDonald and Darren Forbes. The shimmering guitars of David Crosby and the excess of Stephen Stills combined on a tale of pure escapism, it was undeniable.

Latest single ‘Chasing A Disaster’, walked the tight rope being heavily reliant on The LA’s and The View but, it’s infectious melody was too good to reject. Toxic masculinity, a hot topic of recent times was washed away with warm embracing and carefree dancing during these blissful four minutes.

When Gerry Cinnamon burst onto the scene in 2017, he reminded everyone just how popular tales of everyday are.  On ’When She Goes Home’, we’re given even a bigger reminder. Via Fleetwood Mac’s ‘The Chain’, Shambolics lit up the Water Rats with their tale of a naive female protagonist. Put through their CSN harmonies and early hooks of The View, they’ve built a joyous set closer for life.

The big challenge for Shambolics now is, converting all this magic into a killer album. It’s inevitable right?

Rats: Nambucca, London

Liverpool’s Rats headlined This Feeling’s 13th birthday party recently. Just under two years ago, they played the same venue to under 10 people. This time, a packed crowd was buzzing in anticipation!

The night had been electric with stellar slots from Cleargreen, Howlers and Lacuna Bloome, then Rats just tore the place apart with their brand of rock n roll and punk.

Crowd favourites ‘Weekend’ and ‘Figure It Out’ served the braying crowd with a fix of bangers. The latter, showcases just how far this band can go. On record, it has The DMA’s debut album at its core, live, it becomes a raucous monster of an anthem. Meanwhile., ‘Weekend’, with hooks at every turn, united the crowd in a sea of mayhem.

It’s on their last release ‘Jack’ though where they defined their set and the purpose of This Feeling. Full of risk and great social comment, it turned a desperate fight against the pressures zero hours contracts into a performance of righteous punk rock. The cameo from Skinny Man lifted the song to another plain and took the crowd somewhere truly special.

This Feeling are not the only ones putting on nights like this but, they are the best at it. They have backed Rats from opening a night to 10 people all the way through to virtually selling out Nambucca. It was a beautiful sight and a reminder, do not let tossers in the mainstream tell you bands are cyclical. They are always there and they need nourishing. Rats are now beyond their fledgling status and ready to support big bands before owning the tour circuit themselves!

 *Image courtesy of @ChrisDriverPhoto

Cleargreen: Nambucca, London

Manchester’s Cleargreen made the journey to North London’s Nambucca for This Feeling’s 13th birthday this past Saturday. Man alive it was something to treasure!

Some bands will strive for years to deliver a set like this. The attitude, the heart, and, quality outshone nearly all established acts of the moment.

Everything culminated on their cover of Jorja Smith’s ‘Blue Lights’. The contrasting vocal styles of Ali Staley and Liam McIver were joyous. McIver’s, fired up by the injustice received by his friend, delivered a truly menacing performance! This was perfectly offset by frontman Ali Staley’s embracing and inviting vocals. Throw in Josh Howarth’s stunning and destructive guitar solo and it was hard to define this as anything other than special.

There were lighter moments of the set, notably on the ‘Mersey Paradise’ inspired ‘(To Be Understood) In My Paradise. The Squire-esque guitars jangled away with inescapable infectiousness. Meanwhile, Staley announced himself as the next great rock n roll frontman. Whilst all around him was the attitude and rock n roll swagger, there stood a man inviting a crowd into their dreams of freedom. The emotion he conjures from the lines ‘it all means nothing / if you’re not here anymore’ was a real moment.

A defining one? Probably not, there is too much drive and the ability for this is to be it. People of Manchester, do not miss their show with Creation23’s The Shambolics on 6th November at Night People

*Image courtesy of Alan Wells

Miles Kane: Electric Ballroom, London

Dressed resplendently as Kevin Rowlands, Liverpool outrider Miles Kane strode onto the Electric Ballroom, reminding everyone the difference between mortal an immortal.

The joyous funk of ‘Coup De Grace’ brought The Smiths classic ‘Barbarism Begins at Home’ to life until Kane’s anarchic vocals took it to away to something more visceral. The venom remained high on the classic ‘Inhaler’ and ‘Come Closer’. He is unstoppable in this mood!

It is however, on the poppier moments where his ability to hold a crowd in the palm of his hand truly shine. With help from Jamie T, he takes the Camden crowd on a roller coaster of emotions on ‘Too Little Too Late’. On the acoustic version of ‘Killing The Joke’ and slow building ‘Colour of the Trap’, he united the crowd in an almost hymnal singalong.

Everything came together on the soaring pop majesty of ‘Rearrange’. Kane’s ability to channel 60s pop past into something vibrant, sexy and violent was at its peak here.

With a huge support slot alongside Liam Gallagher imminent, the jury will be out on who is the best frontman of today!

Lacuna Bloome: Nambucca, London

Brighton’s Lacuna Bloome took time out from recording their new EP to play This Feeling’s 13th birthday party at Nambucca this past Saturday.

With the spirit of Stone Roses in their hearts, they delivered their brand shimmering rock n roll with aplomb.

The latest single ‘Plastic’ was a stunning piece of rock n roll and social comment. By the time frontman Niall bellows ‘yes it’s changing’, this crowd is either rushing with excitement or frantically messaging their mates to check them out.

Whatever they’ve have doing in the studio is paying dividends. Former singles ‘I Am’ and ‘Find Your Way’ sounded crisper and more dynamic than ever. Perhaps set-closer, a storming cover of ‘She Bangs The Drums’, has shown them their songs are can stack alongside Manchester’s finest. 

With the EP coming in the new year, 2020 is shaping up bloody nicely indeed.

*Image courtesy of @shotbybutch

The Spitfires: Live in Southend

Watford​ three piece The Spitfires returned to Chinnery’s in Southend this past Saturday.

They came on the trail of their new single ‘Enough is Enough’, would it be enough to keep them in the hearts of Essex’s mods?

Roaring out of the traps with crowd favourite ‘Last Goodbye’ and ‘The New Age’. The fury of The Jam and melodic rumble of The Rifles combined with their playfulness to kick-start the dancing. A word that became omnipresent throughout.

New single ‘Enough is Enough’ took the defiant spirit of Hard-Fi’s debut ‘Stars of CCTV’ and threw in, well, everything! The brass, at times hinging on the love of Frankie Knuckles and at others, drawing upon ska, funk and soul they have become famed for. It’s such a raucous carnival affair that, it sets frontman Billy Sullivan freer than ever before.

Remember, their 4th album is imminent, this isn’t a band with a new sheen, this is one with crowd favourites. Nothing touched the vibrancy of the crowd’s reaction than on ‘Enough is Enough’.

Speaking of crowd favourites, ‘Something Worth Fighting For’ was sounding more desolate than ever, clinging to the last shred of hope in a world gone bat shit. Meanwhile. The blistering guitar solo on ‘Return To Me’ and the euphoria of ‘On My Mind’ defy all logic of the working classes in recent years. Social comment and escapist rebellion should always meet these standards!

It’s fair to say, they left Southend as favourite adopted sons

*Image coutesy of Tony Briggs

Liines: Boston Music Rooms, London

Manchester's Liines embarked on their co-headline tour with Bis last week at Boston Music Rooms. After critical acclaimed for their debut album 'Stop-Start' and a plum support slot with Sleaford Mods, was this their time to shine?

It was their longest set to date, it didn’t bother them. Such is the defiance of their punk rock, even the unheard material was met with glee. The dank 'Find Something' throbbed with danger at every turn. Its indomitable groove has a raw sexual energy that threatens to overspill into something violent.

Tamsin Middleton's bass playing on 'Shallow' was an exemplary display of how destruction and angst can be joyous and life-altering. Middleton's hip rolling swagger is hypnotic throughout, none more prevalent on the disco-punk of 'Disappear'.

It was on 'Disappear' where dreams of bigger things for Liines emerged. The hook of Leila O'Sullivan's drumming, combined with the power of Zoe McVeigh's vocals all come together in a moment of outcast bliss.

This was again echoed on modern alt-classic 'Blackout' and the banger 'Never There'. The intensity remains, the hooks filter through, and you left with thoughts of, 'do we have another PJ Harvey on our hands?'

Did they announce themselves as future festival headliners? No, probably not. They proved the co-headline slot was more than warranted. Expect mainstage festival bookings galore next summer!

*Image courtesy of Olivia O’Sullivan