Live at Leeds Festival 2008 on Friday, 22nd August 2008
FF'ers are confronted by the biggest crowd of the day. It's really hard to get up to the front, and in pretending to be important, with a bag and an officious clipboard I attract the attention of two young fans who ask me who is about to play. Their obvious disappointment with "a band called FF'ers" puzzles me. But by the time the band come on it's obvious that a thousand people have arrived to see what truth there might be in the rumour that FF'ers is secret code for "Foo Fighters are doing a secret gig on the BBC Introducing Stage, however improbable that might seem".
Northern realists with a sense of humour that they are, the slight difference in visual terms between pretty red-dressed Kate doing her musical equivalent of flirty fishing and Dave Grohl leading the Foo Fighters has the crowd swerving from yelling and booing to hilarity in as long as takes to throw a dozen paper cups of beer towards the stage. Kate stares out the mocking with impressive courage. Her pouting and pointing routine works a treat on soothing savage breasts and the lumpen rockists shuffle away. Leaving the original good crowd plus some ironists who are gradually won over.
The FF'ers music is a very acceptable charge of three minute punk pop songs, that nestle up close to the kinds of street chant insouciance being peddled by the Ting Tings to such good effect. FF'ers are lots of fun and make some friends.