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Was at Bridlington Spa to cover The Vaccines on Thursday night. Some serious issues with the safety barrier meant it was a late start and a long night. Crushed fans were being hauled out of the crowd before the first of the three support bands.

The Vaccines have acquired themselves a large audience and elements of those are probably best ditched (not an easy task for a band ~ you can’t choose your admirers). I had hoped not to hear the ‘Get your tits out’ refrain directed at a female band ever again at a gig…

The band in question, Savages, were excellent.

S.C.U.M are hampered by a silly name and the fact that lead man Thomas is about to become the father of Peaches Geldof’s baby. Is a man ready for fatherhood when he wears shoes like these ?

The songs are actually pretty good despite these misgivings and Mr Cohen’s underwhelming vocals.

The Vaccines enter stage left to The Glitter Band’s ‘I’m the leader of the gang’ and the bouncers in the pit rub their hands in anticipation of a busy night’s work. They’re not disappointed. The Vaccines are loud, fast and stupidly infectious ~ even the new material goes down a storm.

I had respect and admiration for those still madly dancing by the time Norgaard closed the show and duly took the roof off.