The rain settles lightly over Moore Park, a cool mist drifting across the field as the crowd braces for a night they’ve been waiting months for. It’s unseasonably cold for Sydney, but the atmosphere is warm — a mix of expats trading updates about the Ashes unfolding in Perth, and locals buzzing at the thought of seeing two of the UK’s brightest songwriters on the same stage. The puddles don’t dampen anything. If anything, they make the lights shimmer brighter.
Holly Humberstone emerges first, slipping into the haze with the kind of quiet magnetism that feels effortless. Her voice cuts through the cool air, brittle and tender and entirely her own, as she moves through songs that stretch between confession and catharsis. She tells us she’s been in the studio working on her next album — a casual aside that sends a ripple of excitement through the crowd. Humberstone won the Brit Award for Rising Star in 2022, and it’s easy to see why: she’s self-possessed without being distant, emotional without losing control, the kind of performer who makes a rainy field feel like a bedroom window left open at midnight. (Backseat Mafia caught Humberstone at the Metro theatre last year.)
When Sam Fender takes the stage, the mood shifts from intimate to mythic. The first chord lands heavy and electric, and suddenly the field is roaring. Fender has had a monumental year — the Mercury Prize for People Watching, another BRIT Award for British Rock/Alternative Act, a #1 album that’s become the fastest-selling UK release of 2025, and a global run that’s turned him from a rising star into a cultural anchor. Standing here, it’s obvious why. He performs with the same working-class conviction and widescreen ambition that made Seventeen Going Under feel generational, but People Watching carries a different kind of weight — sharper stories, bigger scale, and a deeper sense of the ordinary lives he elevates with empathy and grit.
Onstage, Fender channels the fire of a young Springsteen without ever slipping into imitation. The saxophone lines slice through the mist, carrying the crowd with them, and behind me thousands sing in unison — women pulled in by his charm, men pulled in by the clarity and conviction of his writing. A young guy hoists a sign asking to play “The Borders” with him; I’m ushered out of the photography pit before I see whether he gets his wish. But the gesture feels right. Fender’s music belongs to the crowd as much as it belongs to him. On a night like this, his appeal transcends all borders, literal and emotional.
The tour moves to Adelaide and Perth next, tickets HERE.
Images Deb Pelser
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