On a Saturday night, a bunch of music lovers and people who just like to have a good time come to Flying Duck to celebrate Christmas while listening to a bunch of great Glaswegian bands.
The festive evening starts with WomenSaid, a four piece that plays music that is hard to define with just one genre.
The at first seemingly electronic sounds change into something more straight out of a David Lynch film, as the bass gets replaced by a saxophone.
The music works well with mysterious, dark look of the band and soon enough everybody starts getting into the mood that is being conveyed from the stage.
Next up is the slightly more known Chump, who begin their set with apologising about the harsh sound of the lead guitar.
The distorted sound works particularly well with the band’s grungy playing and the crowd seems engaged into the music.
The lead singer makes a remark about how performing tonight at Flying Duck feels exactly like being in a film scene about gigs that are the opposite of good.
A certain vibe really exists tonight, however it works surprisingly well and people generously applaud the short, but nevertheless absorbing set.
Fat Black Cats continue the show with firstly raising all the sound settings to their maximum values.
The set starts at high energy and gets more and more vigorous as the evening progresses and as the shirts of the band members are going off, one by one.
Everyone is gradually getting closer to the stage and the garage three piece finish their set with a cover of Limp Bizkit’s ‘Break Stuff’.
The venue gets strikingly busy for a relatively young band KAPUTT, but as soon as they begin playing it gets clear that the hype isn’t for nothing.
“Merry Christmas” the Cal Donnelly reminds us about the main reason behind today’s musical odyssey.
The set includes all of the tracks from the exactly on this day released debut EP, Demo 2017.
Saxophone works incredibly well with the band’s chaotically brilliant sound and a bottle of Buckfast serves well as the new version of a cowbell.
By the end of the set everyone’s well into a disorganised dancing craze and KAPUTT earn a status of a band to keep a look out for 2018.
The party moves to the main stage and the first ones up on there are the only London based band tonight, Creatures.
Although not a lot of people seem to be familiar with the band, they deliver a joyous 60s/70s sounding set of pop jams.
It is impossible not to see some similarities between these guys and the famous Californian beach goths The Growlers.
Due to some technical difficulties the lead singer’s microphone stops working for a short while, but that doesn’t buzzkill the crowd and the people keep on dancing.
It’s getting pretty late and so it’s time to get groovy and bring back the saxophone, which LYLO manage to do miraculously.
The dreamy pop sounds exceptionally funky tonight and the strong rhythm brings back the previously encountered dancing craze back to Flying Duck.
They prove themselves once again as a brilliant live act and leave the crowd well hyped up for the last band of the night.
The night culminates with one of the Glasgow’s finest bands – Sweaty Palms.
The noisy distorted guitar sounds and Robbie Houston’s loud, riotous vocals contrast sharply with the previous act’s chill tunes and sends people into a state of euphoria, which is well understood after such a long night of listening, playing and drinking.
And so this giant, almost 8 hour lasting Christmas feast comes to an end, leaving everyone fully satisfied with their musical cravings; well, at least for one day.
Words: Goda Bujaviciute