The crowd gathering in Rankin’s Wood are a wide mix. Some make a beeline for the front barriers, while more relaxed fans take a leisurely stroll in the stage’s direction. Children sit on the shoulders of their parents, while those who’ve outgrown it choose the floor instead.

Despite being such a mix, they’re all here with an interest in common- and when Villagers stroll onstage, the resounding cheer makes it obvious what that interest is.

Unlike many of their contemporaries at Electric Picnic, Villagers opt for a slow start to their show- something that comes as a surprisingly fresh breath of air.

Credit: Gary Ibbotson

Rankin’s wood is a huge venue, but Villagers' music makes it feel as intimate as a sitting room. Conor O’Brien’s voice floats around the venue, as his almost disinterested-sounding vocals compliment the band’s acoustic, stripped back sound.

Many of their songs start slow and build up to a crescendo, something that matches the energy of the crowd who are more-than happy to go along for the ride.

O’Brien’s own energy matches that of the music. He starts off reserved, and as each song progresses, the emotion overcomes him. As the music peaks, so does he, leaping around the stage and strumming at an incredible speed.

Conor O'Brien of Villagers. Credit: Gary Ibbotson

The only thing more eye catching than the terrifying speed that O’Brien plays his guitar is the pianist, Kevin Corcoran’s pink hair, which catches the light, glowing in the dark and adding a rave aspect to the set.

O’Brien asks us to “leave our demons at the door”, and the infectious atmosphere from the venue makes it apparent that the audience have done just that.