Jockstrap lived up to all the hype at End Of The Road last night

'50/50' is a contender for track of the weekend

It feels like The Boat stage at End Of The Road is where the buzz is tonight. With their debut album imminent, Jockstrap are on triumphant form, greeted by an enormous crowd that stretches far over the rim of the bowl-shaped space and into the dense woodland beyond. It might also be the most on-trend crowd of the weekend, which isn’t really a surprise; most of the plaid shirt lads are at Kevin Morby.

Georgia Ellery and Taylor Skye don’t waste time, with heavyweights ‘Acid’ and ‘City Hell ($Tayla$ Club Mix)’ dropped early, closely followed by the airier likes of ‘What’s It All About’ and ‘Glasgow’. Ellery swears that she’s nervous about playing the acoustic guitar parts on those tracks, but you’d never have guessed – she seems as assured as ever. That sense of assurance runs through her full performance, whether she’s pirouetting a la her harlequin character from the mind-bending ‘Concrete Over Water’ music video or channelling her inner UKG MC on the searing ‘50/50’, arguably the track of the weekend.

Skye largely keeps his head down, crouched over his electronics, occasionally pacing around and glowering, a jarring combination of Hudson Mohawke and Marcelo Bielsa. His production sounds incredible tonight, the bass thunderous, the beats wiry, the synths fluent and uncontained. He doesn’t look particularly arsed.

If there’s any downside to this set, it’s only that they needed to be on a much bigger stage. Not because that’s what they ‘deserve’ or something, although to be fair they probably do; more pressing is the fact that this space is just massively oversubscribed, and the combination of a relatively modest soundsystem and set-in layout make it pretty hard for over half the crowd to experience the set fully (don’t worry, our wanker passes allowed us to get nice and close to carry out this award-winning journalism). But bigger arenas obviously await – Jockstrap are only going one way. Their enormous talent is unmistakable, no matter how many trees you have to climb over to see it.

Photography by Chris Juarez