Catfish And The Bottlemen – Did They Make Up For Last Year’s Doomed Glastonbury Performance?

At Glastonbury 2015, Catfish And The Bottlemen were beset by issues you wouldn’t wish on your worst shadow foreign secretary. Plagued by illness and hammered with sheets of rain slanting sideways into the stage, the shit hit the fan in more ways than one. So this year’s Other Stage set – higher up the bill – is a mission of Glastonbury redemption for the Llandudno rockers, buoyed by one of the most excitable crowds of the weekend so far. To the tune of Dean Martin singing ‘Aint That A Kick In The Head’ they pile into ‘Homesick’ with passion and aplomb – if the mud wasn’t so thick the crowd would be causing sub-strata tremors in Colombia.

Which is the dilemma Catfish pose. As Radio 1’s polished and pasteurised idea of an indie rock band, they’re ostensibly the rock Boris – ridiculously popular but liable to destroy widespread alternative culture with their boyband-with-basses aesthetic.

But as they pile into new album highlight ‘Soundcheck’ and the pounding pop rock of ‘Pacifier’, their melodic heft is undeniable. ‘Anything’ certainly carries the punch of future festival headliners and ‘Twice’ makes a decent fist of emulating The Killers’ power chug. The disconnect between their gilded guitar sound and lyrics about dead-end jobs and grotty gigs is forgivable in the face of the thrashing finale of ‘Tyrants’, and their arena-friendly bombast even makes you forget they have a drummer that looks like he used to be the youngest one in Diversity. Disaster reverted.