In perfect Glasto spirit, there’s a definite feeling of a love-in to this year’s Glastonbury. Jamie T’s ferocious set is watched by his chums in The Maccabees as well as Florence Welch – much like every other act this weekend. And rather than standing there, mutely gazing into the bottom of their pints, they’re having it just as much as everyone else who’s crammed in front of the packed out Other Stage.
As Jamie himself mentions, this certainly isn’t the first time he’s performed at the festival, modestly reminding his that he’s actually headlined the John Peel Stage – twice. However rowdy those two shows were however, this set triumphantly tops it. The last we saw of Jamie was earlier this month, at his special deep cuts and rarities acoustic show at London’s Hackney Empire. That evening he was laid back, long haired and on casual form – tonight is something different. His straggly locks have been shorn to a tight bovver boy cut, he’s wearing a mod-tastic parka that would make Paul Weller – who’s playing over on the Pyramid Stage at the same time – insanely jealous.
He’s also dashing back and forth across the stage like a man possessed. The crowd respond accordingly – all gobby singalongs to ‘368’, ‘Rabbit Hole’, ‘Sticks and Stones’ and ‘If You Got The Money’, while chucking pints across the field and helping a ripped up tent achieve it’s dream and crowdsurfing it across the front rows.
It feels edgy and seamless at the same time – the perfect coming together of carnage and showmanship. Jamie leaps into the audience for ‘Sheila’ and almost gets dragged into the swirling mosh-pit. As the sun sets across the field and people wipe the cider out of their eyes, it’s clear we’ve all been witness to one of the realest, sweatiest and most brilliant moments of Glasto 2015.