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For a day which is about to deliver arguably the greatest
performance in Sziget's 18-year history, Day 5 begins somewhat serenely,
the looming storm-clouds dodged with a gentle stroll around the Octopus
Multi-Arts Site. Like a low-budget Latitude, this collection of smaller
stages and stands houses ballet, circus, dance and theatre, representation
from some of Budapest's most esteemed museums and the Digital
Funfair, where the festival's younger visitors can try their hand at
DJing, virtual coconut shies and even playing Pacman whilst cycling.
Although a perfect way to duck out of the hustle and bustle on a lazy
afternoon, this is never going to be a festival highlight - there is only
so much fun you can get out of watching an acrobat stacking cards, after
all.
Billy Talent take to the main stage, third from the top
of the bill, to kick off an unforgettable evening of music. Their
performance is solid enough, opening up enormous circle pits 15m across
around an excitable hardcore of fans near the front. Musically, the band
hasn't progressed beyond the slightly childish emo punk of the
first album. Fairly entertaining to watch, and clearly excited at their
billing, Benjamin Kowalewicz promises that their Hungarian debut won't be
their last appearance. One wonders, however, whether all the Hungarians in the
audience are entirely delighted at the prospect of adding to an hour of
irritating vocal quality reminiscent of an adolescent SpongeBob
Squarepants.
Eagerly-anticipated Kasabian take to the stage
with a limping Shoot The Runner, and it becomes immediately clear that
something is off. Despite Tom Meighan's best efforts to animate the band
from the front, Sergio Pizzorno looks half-dead, while session guitarist
Jay Mehler strikes the wrong balance between cool indifference and utter
lifelessness. The band trudge through hit after hit, but the spark that
fans are used to just isn't there, culminating in a painful rendition of
Fire started several notches too slowly. Whether due to fatigue or the
pressure of warming up for the headliners, Kasabian's performance is
average, dull in places, and thoroughly disappointing for such an
established live act.
The last day throws up yet another
questionable clash. Yeasayer won't have thanked organisers for their
bittersweet slot, headlining the A38 Wan2 stage at the expense of clashing
with Muse. Nobody in the crowd for the latter, however, loses too
much sleep over this. Muse were relatively anonymous in Hungary
before Supermassive Black Hole popped up on the Twilight soundtrack, so for
many festivalgoers, this is their first chance to see the stratospheric
proportions of both the quality and production of a Muse live show.
Throughout the week, speculation has built as to what the Devon trio will
pull out of the bag. Fans glimpsed hundreds of feet of extra cable being
added to the main stage in the dead of night on Saturday, and by the time
the tour bus rolled into the VIP enclosure on Sunday morning, the
anticipation was palpable. With their supporting act having bottled it so
disappointingly, it is up to Matt Bellamy and co to save the day, and they
deliver in spades. Opening with a rollicking rendition of Uprising beneath
the now-iconic hexagonal backdrop used at Glastonbury, they power through a
choice selection of their top-drawer material.
Fans may complain slightly
at the relative brevity of their headline slot (at Sziget, an hour and a
half is the norm, even for the best live band in the world) or the absence
of several enormous tunes (and not a single track from Showbiz). However,
it is truly testament to a band's greatness that they are so spoiled for
choice when constructing a set list. Featuring the best lightshow of the
festival and plenty of jamming in the interim to showcase the talent of all
three members, fans are treated to a performance that was as stunning
visually as it was musically, and leave knowing they have witnessed another
piece of Sziget history.
There really isn't a festival like Sziget
anywhere in the world. At 120 for a week-long camping ticket, it is
cheaper than most English weekends. In terms of visitor numbers, it dwarfs
Glastonbury. Few other festivals boast a line-up that includes such
variety, or so many big name acts. But what really sets Sziget apart is the
sheer opportunity to come home with tales of escapades as thrilling as they
are bizarre. Whether that be "Hitler ejaculated blood on me during
Gwar," "I bumped into the members of a klezmer band at a floating
bar 21m in the sky" or "I discovered Hungarian glam rock," any islander
will tell you there's no beating it.
- Sziget 2010:
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