We say ‘incredibly’ sold out, because one of the most notable things about the gig at first glance was the fact that there was barely enough room in the venue for all the ticket holders.
Whether it was the packed out audience, the Saturday night or the singalong anthems being played out by the bucket-load, it was a hell of a memorable performance by Turner.
You know those random acoustic guitarists that play in bars and turn out to be really good? And do a set, normally entirely made from covers, which results in the whole bar singing along, arm-in-arm to songs you’d forgotten you knew the words to?
That’s pretty much what it’s like being at a Frank Turner gig - except all the songs are by, err, Frank Turner, obviously. And the guy with the guitar has sold a shitload of records.
His music brings rock ballads to the acoustic guitar. It’s music with simple but well thought out, well written lyrics and incredibly catchy melodies and hooks, and because of all this, it’s built to be played live. It’s built to replicate that bar experience - and then enhance it by the handful. Seeing Frank Turner is like the best bar gig you’ve ever been to.