This Twin Atlantic article was written by Jack Press, a GIGsoup contributor. Edited by Zoe Anderson.
Live music these days is a commodity, an expensive one at that too. Do you buy the over-priced original and official merchandise? Or do you buy the under-priced, unoriginal and unofficial merchandise the touts are selling outside along with tickets? Yep, that’s live music for you – a culture of commodity captivated by the persistent passion of fans everywhere.
With that in mind, there’s a breath of fresh air filling the Q Club tonight – which feels more like an abandoned church than an music venue, complete with glass-stained windows and organs. In this cathedral of music tonight the crowd await Glaswegian alt-rock quartet Twin Atlantic. Oh, and did we mention it’s free? That’s right, Budweiser (yes, that’s the king of beer guys) have teamed up Twin Atlantic to put on a series of completely free dates showcasing how wonderful beer and music go together.
Of course, with light-up Budweiser glasses and the anticipation of one of the hottest bands from the UK right now, not everything can be as sunshine and rainbows as we could hope. A nameless (because half the crowd were still in the queue when he introduced himself) singer-songwriter used his set to showcase his lacklustre attempt at being Ed Sheeran – complete with live loop-pedal recording.
If you didn’t think it could get worse, Glastonbury trio Dive In cool down your excitement worse than your drink does your body heat by playing their paint-by-numbers indie-rock where every one of their songs sounds like they’ve ripped off something famous whether it be Michael Jackson, U2, or Two Door Cinema Club. It’s not just that though, it’s clear that every single person in this room is here for one band and one band only – Twin Atlantic.
That’s why the atmosphere in the room moves up a peg or four as soon as Dive In leave the stage – the knowledge that Biffy Clyro’s little brothers are going to be gracing this very stage very soon is enough to send us over the edge.
Opening up with fan-favourite ‘Edit Me’, Twin Atlantic waste no time in raising up the stakes and riling up the crowd with their very own brand of Glaswegian energy – if you thought they’d let you down, they really didn’t.
Going into a free gig, there’s every chance that you’d get a half-ass performance from a band who should be charging in the twenties for a gig of this stature and yet they play as if they’re performing at Reading and Leeds or even Glastonbury. In fact, Twin Atlantic play like they’re ready to take the next step, as if they could pack out an arena.
Whilst the set is built with both of their albums in mind, it’s clear it’s their older material that resonates with this crowd the most with classic ‘Make A Beast Of Myself’ and ‘Yes’, I Was Drunk’ prompting room-shaking sing-alongs. Unfortunately though, the set-list is where this gig loses its shot at being one of the year’s best. Why? They only stick around for ten songs. Ten songs?! They’ve got enough bangers to fill an hour and half – they’ve got at least a twenty song set in their arsenal. What about the heart-wrenching ballad ‘Crash Land’ and the old-school tune ‘What Is Light’? There are notable absences tonight.
Bearing that in mind, Twin Atlantic aren’t cheating us out of a show though – they’ve got style. They command their audience like dictators do countries, as if we’re all eating out of the palm of their hands. And we are. If you ever doubted their ability to handle a crowd, tonight they showcased their skills during ‘I Am An Animal’ when they commanded their army of fans to get down on the ground – and we dutifully obeyed – and after a rip-roaring sing-along, we jumped back up into a sea of dancing, singing, and jumping on command.
Ending with a double attack of arguably their biggest songs since the release of their second album -2014’s ‘Great Divide’ – ‘Brothers & Sisters’ and ‘Heart & Soul’ see the crowd submit their voices to vocal carnage, providing harmonies to the songs as if in sync whilst swinging our arms and clapping away in motion as if we’re all one entity.
Whilst they don’t play an encore, and leave us hanging on ten songs, Twin Atlantic have done in forty-five minutes what many never achieve in a string of gigs – they’ve got what it takes to level up. If you get the chance to see them, do it, because trust me, they’ll be packing out arenas quicker than you can say Budweiser.