This year, Splendour in the Grass was – for the first time – actually in the grass, and not the mud. Open skies and cold nights saw patrons rugging up a little more than usual.
Australian producer Michael Di Francesco AKA Touch Sensitive got the crowd roaring with long build ups and heavy drops. SAFIA followed suit with escalating bass, playing ‘Make Them Wheels Roll’ and ‘Counting Sheep’. As the sun settled beyond the horizon, 20-year-old Khalid settled onto the stage. Despite his youth, he keeps churning out hit after hit on pop radio, and has collaborated with Marshemello, Logic and Imagine Dragons. Playing tracks from the appropriately named album ‘American Teen’, he displayed a compelling contrast between his delicate, sweet voice and inner might.
I am being subjective when I say that we finally got up to the best act of the night: Our Lord, Lorde. A half hour wait for front centre mosh was worth it for (as many patrons called her), ‘My Queen’. A wardrobe malfunction occured during the second song into the set, but she brushed it right off, saying ‘of course this would happen to me’. Our Lorde gave a truly interactive performance. She spoke of how she played at a previous Splendour filling in for Frank Ocean and how far she and her fans have come. The stage decor was just as ethereal as her vocals. Massive coffin-shaped sequins adorned the roof, and contemporary dancers fluttered around the stage. If everything else that was happening wasn’t enough she also ran out into the crowd hurling star-shaped confetti into the night sky. A connsumate performer, there is something about Lorde that just sets her apart from other artists, and the fans were captivated by her.
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