While it seemed as if the crowd thinned out slightly after The Narrow (perhaps it was just the area in which I was carelessly arm flailing) the arrival of Black Rebel Motorcycle Club picked up the mood to full-throttle Rock ‘n Roll. Everything was black, shrouded in smoke and dazzled with strobes. Their variation from bruised blues to razor-sharp rock is moody as hell, and the blend of leather and attitude makes it all-the-more real. They rocked my world, the rest is indescribable. Definitely the international headline highlight of the year.