Beacons Festival – Friday

August 19, 2013

After battling dreaded Friday evening traffic, I fall in love with Beacons festival before I’m even on site.Set in the picturesque Yorkshire dales, the festival enters its second year amid recommendations from the likes of Pitchfork.The site is packed upon my arrival, with people rushing about to see whoever’s on, or prepping themselves for the evenings events.

Unsure of my itinerary for the Friday evening, as I wander past the boutique food stalls and into the main arena, the thrash of Leeds based punk band Eagulls attracts my attention.Playing the ‘You Need To Hear This’ stage, the tent is packed and lead singer George Mitchell is circling the stage backed by pounding drums and visceral guitars.There’s a mass of bodies throwing themselves against each other, with crowd surfers a plenty.Those behind me mutter “every song sounds the same” but I don’t think those up front agree.

After Eagulls have left the stage, next up is recent FatCat records signing TRAAMS.The three piece take to the stage politely to preview their forthcoming debut album, out in September.The songs are intense, they build and build until they break, but never more.The songs drift and change direction and this causes intrigue.The vocals are frenetic at times, and more considered in other songs from their set.The tracks segue into one another beautifully, leaving the crowd wanting more and anticipation for the album ahead.


With Bonobo starting on the main stage, I stay put for Canadian six piece Fucked Up, out of intrigue more than anything.The band are at the end of a long touring cycle for recent album ‘David Comes To Life’, and after letting us know they’re heading back to their homeland the day after, the proceed to rip the tent to shreds.From the off, Damian Abraham is on the barrier, allowing fans to sing along, encouraging crowd surfers and even taking pictures with security guards.Not many could pull it off, but it’s clear that Fucked Up can.With the five remaining on stage playing as tight as any band you’ll see, the crowd laps every last word up.From start to finish it’s thrilling, and as future SupaJam interviewees Drenge crowd surf over our heads, they start playing their final song.We wander out back into the main area of the festival, muddied and exhausted, but you get the feeling nobody walked out of the tent without having loved every minute.


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