During the pit of disappointment I wallowed in after hearing T in the park was no longer going to be continued, you can imagine my excitement over hearing its replacement, TRNSMT. Quite frankly, the fact that T was cancelled due to drug use is just an attempt at trying to avoid the inevitable. At every festival, people will do drugs. Well, I guess the Scots do take it to a different level. That isn't me being racist, they will even admit that they're all bonkers. However, after (trying) to speak to a few scots at the festival, TRNSMT was extremely tame compared to T, suggesting that festivals are really starting to buckle down on the war on drugs. That doesn't mean that I didn't see several people passed out because of how wired they were.
Yes, we look extra. It's compulsory to cover yourself in glitter when going to a festival. I'm telling you, if it was socially acceptable to wear glitter all over my face in public I would do it. Totally go you, hun, if you do. Normally, I dread getting ready due to my poor makeup skills, so I put it off until last minute (probably the reason why I'm always rushing around last minute), however, it was one of the things that I looked forward to doing every morning. There's something about having shiny cheekbones that makes you feel like a glitter ball goddess.
Enough about glitter. I'm not going to delve into how long we queued and the security measures etc because no one really cares about all that. Most of all, I'd like to start by saying on the first day it was SUNNY. Hurray!
The first act we saw was Cabbage, an indie rock band from Manchester. After tucking into chips (which were £3 for the tiniest portion), we were lucky enough to be able to sit down and listen to them. Now, I'm not going to lie, I wasn't that much of a fan of them. Despite that, they weren't the worst supporting act I've seen in the build up to the main acts. I'd only ever listened to "Uber Capitalist Death Trade" which if you've never heard of, is a bit of a mixture between Slaves and Fat White Family. Don't get me wrong they were really energetic for the first act of the day, but I just couldn't really get into it seeing as I'd never listened to any of their songs.
Circa Waves, Circa Waves, Circa Waves. What a band. I loved their enthusiasm and Kieran's vocals were unreal. I may have fancied him a bit more after seeing him play. Of course, the crowd went crazy when T shirt weather was played. Myself included.
When looking at the lineup it did seem questionable as to why an artist like Stormzy was playing at an indie festival. However, his set seriously went down. In a good way, of course. Even when he walked on stage, the echoes of screams radiated around Glasgow Green. It just goes to show how far Stormzy has come. I kid you not, during his set he did make eye contact with me several times. No one believes me but I swear it did happen! You're probably reading this laughing at how in significant eye contact is, but when it's from someone like Stormzy, it's pretty exhilarating. I'm quick to say when I didn't enjoy a gig, but Stormzy's set was faultless. Even my most indie friend enjoyed it. His husky deep voice complemented the slowness of some of the recent songs he played such as "Cigarettes and Kush", my favourite. Stormzy's exuberance was also shown in the classic "Shut Up". I guess the rise in grime popularity is due to Stormzy as he's complemented other artists like Ray BLK and Nadia Rose. Whenever Stormzy is played, everyone seems to turn into a roadman pretending like they're die hard grime fans. I'm definitely not guilty of this at all...
I hope I don't turn this post into a list of all the fit boys I fancy, but wow Luke Pritchard is something else. In real life, I probably wouldn't bat an eyelid, but there's something about boys in bands that makes my heart melt. I can't believe I've become the stereotypical teen fan girl, but heck I'm guilty of it. On the downfall, though the Kooks played well, I didn't know their songs as much as I thought I did which made it difficult to sing along. You know when you don't know the lyrics to well so you have to just move your mouth up and down awkwardly making it look like you've got some sort of irritable twitch. Obviously, I knew songs such as Seaside, Junk of The Heart, Bad Habit and Naive, but the rest I was oblivious. In year 11 I used to be mad for them but then I went off them for a bit after I got irritated by how happy and energetic they were all the time. I know, what a stupid excuse, right? However, I have to applaud The Kooks at how much they gave the crowd despite the lack of response they were getting back other than "Here we, here we, here we f****** go!".
Next up was Catfish and the Bottlemen. I don't have much to say about Van except his performance was epic. But, there is a big but here. He seemed a bit "off". I'm guessing this is due to drugs and alcohol. OR, it could be all part of his "act". Anyways, his performances are gradually changing, making it seem like he's not really putting in any effort on stage. To be honest, creds to Van for managing to sing that well when he's supposedly "not trying".
KASABIAN. The act I had waited almost 6 hours in the 25 degrees heat (yes, it's not that hot but for us Brits it's mafting). To conclude, it was well and truly absolutely worth it. Serg is a GOD. Without fail, every single song had the crowd buzzing. I actually feel lucky to have experienced the gift of seeing Kasabian live. To put things in perspective, I headbutted my mate 5 times, fell over in the middle of a moshpit and was tossed and chucked around like a jacket potato, but it was still amazing. In fact, the craziness of the crowd is what made it. If you're not a fan of mosh pits and being chucked around, you would not have enjoyed it. Kasabian would have to go down as the best act I'd seen the whole weekend.
Day 2:
After the craziness of yesterday which actually meant I was stood for about 12 hours, I was relieved that there weren't as many acts I wanted to see on the Sunday meaning I could actually SIT and chill. When dun dun dun, rain hit. Initially, a little bit of drizzle didn't really bruise my mood. But towards the end of 1975, I was glad to get in shelter.
The first act, Blossoms, I'd already seen at a smaller event before so I was aware of their humble talent. Of course, they lived up to expectations despite the rain.
Now here's a new one, Declan Mckenna. What a boy! Since coming home from Scotland I haven't stopped listening to him since. I pretty much knew 0 of his songs but thoroughly enjoyed his set. To say I enjoyed it during the rain is something. Also...he's quite fit.
You would've thought I wouldn't enjoy Two Door Cinema Club as I was separated from all my friends and sandwiched in the mosh pit by myself. But, I LOVED IT. Don't worry, I was reunited with one of my friends during "What you Know" and we both screamed as if we hadn't seen each other in 5 years. I think my head was also coated with a layer of lube from the condom balloons chucked around, but I was watching Two Door so I didn't care. Sometimes it's funny to just get absolutely drenched and covered in mud, making you feel like an absolute pig.
I'm going to be honest, I have never particularly liked the 1975. It was one of those bands that I avoided listening to because they were too "pop". Yes, I hate me. But, they're actually alright. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a fan of the fan base, but Matt Healy's vocals are impressive even if he does act like a dickhead. But, like Van, he also had the sort of allure that made him look a bit of a lunatic and highly intoxicated (which, he probably was). But, he did give an inspirational speech at the end declaring his passion for pride and how everyone should be accepted which I respect.
Overall, TRNSMT was probably the best weekend of my life. Having gone to Leeds Festival in 2016, I was anxious about the weather spoiling the weekend. But it did not disappoint. Also, I would like to note it was astonishingly easy to sneak alcohol into the event. This may be due to the skills I have learnt from sneaking several flasks into clubs, but the check before entering Glasgow Green was pretty basic meaning I could get away with it being hidden in my bra. I guess having a baby face also added to my easy escape.
How I feel looking back on the festival.
Thanks for reading, Meg.
Anyways, day 1:
Enough about glitter. I'm not going to delve into how long we queued and the security measures etc because no one really cares about all that. Most of all, I'd like to start by saying on the first day it was SUNNY. Hurray!
The first act we saw was Cabbage, an indie rock band from Manchester. After tucking into chips (which were £3 for the tiniest portion), we were lucky enough to be able to sit down and listen to them. Now, I'm not going to lie, I wasn't that much of a fan of them. Despite that, they weren't the worst supporting act I've seen in the build up to the main acts. I'd only ever listened to "Uber Capitalist Death Trade" which if you've never heard of, is a bit of a mixture between Slaves and Fat White Family. Don't get me wrong they were really energetic for the first act of the day, but I just couldn't really get into it seeing as I'd never listened to any of their songs.
Circa Waves, Circa Waves, Circa Waves. What a band. I loved their enthusiasm and Kieran's vocals were unreal. I may have fancied him a bit more after seeing him play. Of course, the crowd went crazy when T shirt weather was played. Myself included.
I hope I don't turn this post into a list of all the fit boys I fancy, but wow Luke Pritchard is something else. In real life, I probably wouldn't bat an eyelid, but there's something about boys in bands that makes my heart melt. I can't believe I've become the stereotypical teen fan girl, but heck I'm guilty of it. On the downfall, though the Kooks played well, I didn't know their songs as much as I thought I did which made it difficult to sing along. You know when you don't know the lyrics to well so you have to just move your mouth up and down awkwardly making it look like you've got some sort of irritable twitch. Obviously, I knew songs such as Seaside, Junk of The Heart, Bad Habit and Naive, but the rest I was oblivious. In year 11 I used to be mad for them but then I went off them for a bit after I got irritated by how happy and energetic they were all the time. I know, what a stupid excuse, right? However, I have to applaud The Kooks at how much they gave the crowd despite the lack of response they were getting back other than "Here we, here we, here we f****** go!".
Next up was Catfish and the Bottlemen. I don't have much to say about Van except his performance was epic. But, there is a big but here. He seemed a bit "off". I'm guessing this is due to drugs and alcohol. OR, it could be all part of his "act". Anyways, his performances are gradually changing, making it seem like he's not really putting in any effort on stage. To be honest, creds to Van for managing to sing that well when he's supposedly "not trying".
Day 2:
The first act, Blossoms, I'd already seen at a smaller event before so I was aware of their humble talent. Of course, they lived up to expectations despite the rain.
Now here's a new one, Declan Mckenna. What a boy! Since coming home from Scotland I haven't stopped listening to him since. I pretty much knew 0 of his songs but thoroughly enjoyed his set. To say I enjoyed it during the rain is something. Also...he's quite fit.
You would've thought I wouldn't enjoy Two Door Cinema Club as I was separated from all my friends and sandwiched in the mosh pit by myself. But, I LOVED IT. Don't worry, I was reunited with one of my friends during "What you Know" and we both screamed as if we hadn't seen each other in 5 years. I think my head was also coated with a layer of lube from the condom balloons chucked around, but I was watching Two Door so I didn't care. Sometimes it's funny to just get absolutely drenched and covered in mud, making you feel like an absolute pig.
I'm going to be honest, I have never particularly liked the 1975. It was one of those bands that I avoided listening to because they were too "pop". Yes, I hate me. But, they're actually alright. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a fan of the fan base, but Matt Healy's vocals are impressive even if he does act like a dickhead. But, like Van, he also had the sort of allure that made him look a bit of a lunatic and highly intoxicated (which, he probably was). But, he did give an inspirational speech at the end declaring his passion for pride and how everyone should be accepted which I respect.
Overall, TRNSMT was probably the best weekend of my life. Having gone to Leeds Festival in 2016, I was anxious about the weather spoiling the weekend. But it did not disappoint. Also, I would like to note it was astonishingly easy to sneak alcohol into the event. This may be due to the skills I have learnt from sneaking several flasks into clubs, but the check before entering Glasgow Green was pretty basic meaning I could get away with it being hidden in my bra. I guess having a baby face also added to my easy escape.
How I feel looking back on the festival.Thanks for reading, Meg.
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