This is tomorrow – Day 2 – Not as shit as yesterday
Written by deathbymosh on May 31, 2018
With the sun deciding to show it’s face the second trip down to Spillers Wharf
wasn’t quite so harrowing, or moist. The atmosphere surrounding the place was
much improved and exactly what you would hoe for on a Saturday afternoon in
Newcastle. It is amazing the difference in mood when you find yourself waiting
outside but the weather is nice.
Uncle Rock was running a little late, since I had his ticket in my pocket I perched
myself in the beer garden and took in the music and much more ‘festival’ based
surroundings. People in the sun, drinking, barbequing and basically having a
good time was a complete about turn from the day before, and a welcome one at
There was no queue for entry as the doors had opened on time and Ground
Culture were already performing when we arrived. We made our way to the
same place we had been standing 24 hours earlier. Luckily it seemed like
everyone that was there, and would arrive later, could hold their drink and there
was no one shambling around, or at least not that I could notice at the time.
Boy Jumps Ship took the stage as one of our favourite local bands and did exactly
what we had expected them to do and gave a terrific performance. Sound issues
that seemed as though they would never be resolved hindered them, but they
were finally fixed and the lads finished strong.
The Marmozets won me over almost immediately, their sound and stage
presence made an impact and it was easy to see why they are rated so highly.
Don Broco were the highlight of the day grabbing your attention by the face and
pulling you along for the ride. I can’t think of a live band that I have enjoyed quite
so much recently, I would have to go back quite some way. Repeated album
listens since have cemented them as firm favourites. The only down side to this
is that this show was at the end of their UK tours, so I’ll have to wait until next
year or head to the states to see them again.
The flags came out for 30 seconds to Mars, which wasn’t too bad if you stood to
the side as we did, but if you were in the middle it seems like a dick move given
the restricted space available. More than that though it was strange that people
couldn’t take umbrellas in the day before (they still did, security is awesome) but
flags and flagpoles are fine. 30 seconds to Mars were enjoyable, though it seemed
very much like a Jared Leto karaoke session, with only the drummer and him on
stage, the keyboards to the right. The stage show was a full flashing wall of light
behind him that looked like a cheap disco. I don’t know how much he was paid to
play the festival but he is clearly paying for his holidays with it.
That being said the man is quite athletic, doing laps of the empty stage in order
to get a sense of movement. The previous bands had done their part to be
dynamic in a cramped space, all of the gear from the other acts spread around
them and there was a much greater impact from them.
All in all the second day was as expected, as the first day should have been.
There was a hell of a turn around from the utter shambles of water-logged venue,
pissed children and a security firm that thrashed wildly between none existent
and dystopian oppression, to a perfectly reasonable day out.
Let’s be honest we didn’t expect much from the festival itself, but we didn’t get
that on day one. It’s amazing that the second day seemed like such a triumph
simply for delivering the basics and still contending with sound quality issues,
but then the first day was a shit show.
All in all the experience gave me something to write about and the beer prices
kept me sober, but there’s a reason why we don’t all organise our own festivals.