As the dawn of the last day arrived, many campers were packing up to head home. In fairness, the weather had gotten considerably worse as the weekend progressed, but who would give up on the last day to miss gems like Kasabian, Twin Atlantic and Swedish House Mafia?!
Scottish violinist and classical musician Nicola Benedetti opened the Main Stage in a weird, patriotic turn of events. Her set lasted only 15 minutes (how long can you expect the T in the Park crowd to listen to a violin?) but the connotations of playing classical music at T lingered a little longer.
In another left-field move, it was Mcfly’s turn to take over just after 12pm. Pop acts are no strangers to T, but most (especially boybands/girlbands) play on smaller stages and at times where they wouldn’t necessarily have a captive audience. Many found it controversial that the Mcfly boys were playing the first full set of Sunday’s T, but they can’t help being four good-looking boys that girls go crazy for, so they came out and gave it their all anyway.
Following on, it was the turn of The Hardest Working Band At T. Twin Atlantic came out and owned the Main Stage, despite their early timeslot, and had old and young singing along to their back-catalogue of anthemic hits. Favourites as always were Free and Crash Land. Not only did the hot Scots come out and deliver an immense set to T fans in the pouring rain, they continued recording their BBC Radio 1 show throughout the weekend, and had made up limited edition ‘T in the Park/ Yes, I Was Drunk’ t-shirts. It still remains a mystery why these boys are not yet better known.
King Tut’s was the place to head for the afternoon – and not just because of the rain. As swathes of The Wanted fans poured out into the arena, more moddy, rock and roll types entered, waiting eagerly for Miles Kane. The former Rascal and Last Shadow Puppet didn’t disappoint with a high-energy set that didn’t see him stand still for 45 minutes. Another one I’m confused about; he delivers above expectations live, creates catchy, retro tunes and is a perfect representative of the 21st century mod – yet he is relatively unknown.
After Miles, it was worth hanging around for one of Scotland’s favourites, The Enemy. They swaggered onstage after Teenage Wasteland/Baba O’Reilly, with frontman Tom Clarke proclaiming “Let’s fuckin have some” before diving straight into recent hit Gimme The Sign. The Coventry boys fired through hits from debut album We’ll Live and Die in These Towns (I had forgotten it contained so many anthems) and sprinkled those with efforts from Music For The People and new album Streets In The Sky. They ended with shouty anthem You’re Not Alone, with Clarke screaming “We fucking love you Scotland,” before the boys engaged in a group bow – something you don’t see too often these days.
The real drama of the day came from Nicki Minaj. Allegedly supposed to be playing for just over an hour the diva, with all her demands, swaggered impeccably onstage 55 minutes late with not so much as an apology. The mucky, fed-up T crowd weren’t in the mood for her millionaire pampered-princess antics and prominently booed the star from start to finish. She managed to squeeze out hits Superbass and Starships before fleeing the stage. Serves her right.
For those not engaging in Minaj’s behaviour, Elbow were filling the arena with the epic sounds of Grounds For Divorce and One Day Like This. The latter seemed to last forever, as it was clear Guy Garvey was having too much fun and didn’t want to leave the stage. But eventually he had to, to make way for the almighty Kasabian to close TITP 2012.
The Leicestershire band declared T in the Park their empire. Ignoring the rain, the band packed their setlist with no fewer than 17 tracks, including Club Foot, Shoot The Runner and Fire. It’s hard to believe Tom, Serge and co have produced so many hits. But they gave it their all and even shared an emotional ‘best-friend moment’ with the crowd. After their encore, before the fireworks, Tom treated the crowd to a rendition of The Beatles’ classic She Loves You, which resonated long after the main stage lights went out.
The piper came and gave us a rendition of Flower of Scotland, and the fireworks illuminated the rain filled sky, signalling the end of another T in the Park. To outsiders, the festival appeared to be struggling this year, with ticket sales and line-up choices. But to insiders, once you’re in that field, nothing quite compares. Here’s to TITP 2013!