8 Shots From Wet Leg’s Australian Tour Diary
Opening for one of the world’s biggest pop stars is no easy feat.
Even less easy of a feat when your debut album is less than a year old. And yet UK band Wet Leg took to the stage as Harry Styles’ support act as if they’d been birthed for the gig. You’d think a crowd of 70,000 feather boa-adorned Harries—the nickname given to Styles fans—would be a bit intimidating, to say the least. And if I’m being honest, as I surveyed the scene before Wet Leg took to the stage, I felt a bit worried for them.
Were they gonna be swallowed by screams of anticipation for the main act, or, even worse, met with silent stares? Alas, I should have spent more time worrying about the empty stomach I’d just propelled four vodka seltzers into, because the Isle of Wight’s greatest import since garlic had the crowd in the palm of their hand from the jump. Without exaggeration, I reckon a good 20,000 mouths knew the words to every Wet Leg song. During some of the band’s biggest singles—’Wet dream’, ‘Ur Mum’, and ‘Chaise Longue’—it felt like Wet Leg were the main act. The only real giveaway was that the sun hadn’t yet set and no one in the band was wearing a pantsuit.
Anyway, that’s what it felt like from the outside looking in, but what was it like on the other side? Photographer Jess Gleeson (@jessgleeson) followed Wet Leg around on tour with a camera and shared a few BTS shots from the road, with captions by the band. Main takeaways are they’re big fans of Crust pizza, Texta wall graffiti, and the espresso martini at Beach Road Hotel.
DJ attempt number 2, you know what they say: first the worst, second the best… *Google image search result of feeling the fear and doing it anyway*
Praying to the rock gods in Melbourne.
“Playing the Tipple R radio village hall. There was pizza, there was a pull up bar, and potentially the longest of the longest and loudest screams.”
This is the pizza we mentioned, and the brilliant wall art at RRR. Also pictured two goats: Elena Pelse Esq. and Henry Holmes Esq.
“BEACH ROAD HOTEl, Bondi. Two Bondi bikini’d brits trying to hold it down in d club, attempt number 4. The best espresso martini so far tied with Night Cub Mel.”
This is why we call her Rhian Steezdale.
“The mean machine Eldorado.”