Bearing in mind that they in large part keep up a correspondence in Gaeilge (Irish), most effective launched their debut album Wonderful Artwork a fortnight in the past, and that it’s 11:30 within the morning once they take the degree, the truth that the group in attendance for Kneecap’s Glastonbury debut spills a long way outdoor of The Woodsies tent is amazingly spectacular.
“Fucking hell! What are you all doing right here? Move to mattress!” shouts Mo Chara (Liam Óg Ó Hannaidh), one of the crucial teams two MC’s, along Móglaí Bap (Naoise Ó Cairealláin). In a yr the place numerous the large attracts are rather mainstream, family-friendly and cuddly, Kneecap deliver a way of reputable threat and aggression to Glastonbury, The short-rising West Belfast trio are, certainly, the lairiest band you’ll see at this yr’s competition, slagging off everybody from the British royal kinfolk to shite sniffer canine (at the self-explanatory Your Sniffer Canines Are Shite, from their first mixtape, 2018’s 3CAG) of their bouncy, boom-bapping electro hip-hop.
In less-capable palms, their staunchly competitive political rhetoric might be po-faced, however Kneecap by some means organize to be hilarious corporate, even with the really terrifying, balaclava-wearing DJ Próvaí (JJ Ó Dochartaigh) of their ranks. At one level they begin a circle pit through declaring one bloke’s daft hat and significant that he begins it, then mug off the “OAP’s moping on the again”.
By the point they end with a storming run in the course of the brilliantly on the spot H.O.O.D – an early unmarried, no longer integrated on Wonderful Artwork, however a key monitor of their upcoming biopic – Belfast’s beastly boys have the packed tent consuming [bricfeasta] out in their palms. This looks like the start of one thing very particular.
Just right success to whoever has the process of holding them sober for his or her 1:30am set at the Shangri-Los angeles degree…
