The real McCoy

The band have received rave reviews from their debut eponymous album this year but was it all in the studio? Can they cut it at a no-bullshit-bring-us-the-real Red bull Stageroom early on a Friday night at T?

The four piece from Nashville are everything the Kings of Leon promised to be before they diluted and were washed down. These four are the real McCoy, born and raised in fierce Southern church backgrounds, they learnt charisma and music the true way – through using it to express their faith which is, after all, the essence of rock and roll. Ditching the dogma of religion and infusing their songs with their own brand of exuberance, devotion and surrender.

The reverb of Mona builds a rabid tameless wall of guitars which has the crowd thronging to the front. Lead singer Nick Brown declares: ‘I feel like I’ve just had the best sex ever of my life back here!’ after one song. They hurtle through a stellar album with blistering renditions of ‘Listen to Your Love’ and ‘Shooting The Moon’, but each song is transformed into something else beyond it in this tent. This band takes the Vacciney guitar echoes and reverb but their songs are sturdier and more resonant. And Brown’s vocals have that razor ache in them, the ability to twist itself into corners of darkness and light.

They use their instruments like weapons. In the last bars of the final song, Brown is left singing, guitar strap round his neck and head as if reluctant to leave, his voice the last thing lingering on for ten seconds as he exits, guitar aloft as a salute of appreciation to the fervent congregation. After ‘Beaten To The Floor’, he cries out: ‘Thank you, Scotland, thank you, T in the Park! Stay here for Miles Kane. Don’t rip his shirt off – rip his pants off!’

T in the Park is ready to cut loose, ready to get their money’s worth and then some. This is why this crowd is supreme among festivals : they give better than they get. Soon it will be the artists who are paying to play to a T in the Park crowd as they somehow appear more eager, open, more passionate and interesting than the cardboard cut outs in the media. I must admit it is the crowd at T which inspires me the most year after year.

So we stay for MILES KANE.

Words by Jaime Scrivener
Photos by Colin 'TwoThumbsFresh' McQuillen &
Steven Brown

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