It was the twelfth annual Truck Festival with more people and less trucks than ever but as there were so many great new bands, let's not waste time on precursor.
As we headed victoriously from the campsite, passing the twee party sound of six day riot, we settled for our Truck festival cherry pop in the form of the replacement for the now defunct Colours, Tubelord. The sound in The Barn was reassuringly loud and clear, unlike the overwhelming stench of shit which reminded you what this venue was used for during the other 363 days of the year. Harmonies clashed against pockets of noise in songs so packed with songs bursting with ideas, though perhaps it was too early in the day to appreciate the storming of the crowd by their pig mask wearing front man or perhaps it just wasn't necessary.
Next up were Dear Reader, bringing the pace down to Radio 2 friendly levels more fitting with the time of day. …