The Twilight Singers

Greg Dulli's he of the Afghan Whigs is back with this band and Mark Lanegan for a hot desert band who carry with them the sounds of Vegas, California. Their sound is pure, lonely, melancholy and atmospheric. Sounding so good I’ll have to hunt down the albums they’ve produced already, they sound at times like Nirvana Unplugged or The Meat Puppets.

The music is dark and stark and rather lovely, it’s the music made from a gnarled drug survivalist and it’s open honest scars and all. The only downside isn’t down to the band but the elements, the Carling tent is open to the elements on our side, and it starts raining, the music slides from magical to depressing for us as I’m only dressed in a T-shirt and neither of us have a coat. We leave at the last song in search of coke to add to our flask of brandy.

However, the band have played a wonderful set and it goes down really well with the crowd. The Twilight Singers are worthy headliners and very different from Franz Ferdinand rocking out at the same time on the main stage.

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