Wet Leg

Other Stage, Friday June 27, 2025

When Wet Leg played the Park Stage at 2022’s Glastonbury festival, they jammed the place. You could barely get in the field – this in an area of the site where the acts tend to be of more connoisseur interest. (Yes, it’s the best stage.)

The world had gone Chaise Longue mad and Wet Leg, perhaps unnerved by the vast crowd’s love, were perhaps more ramshackle than usual. Certainly, they were not, then, the well-oiled machine they are now, honed by touring and interrogation of what they are and what they want to be, in that dread phrase ‘going forward’.

This year, on the exponentially larger Other Stage, the air of anticipation is more contained. Still, there’s a gasp when the band take the stage, and singer Rhian Teasdale, in a crop top and hot pants, flexes her biceps, and unleashes Wet Leg v2.0.

Gone are the twee vintage smocks once sported by Teasdale and guitarist Hester Chambers. Gone, practically, is Chambers herself; always a retiring co-frontwoman, she now skulks at the back with drummer Henry Holmes, leaving Teasdale the space to go Full Rock Star.

Everything about Wet Leg’s set screams “We’re not indie anymore”, from the spiky but danceable, pop-sensible songs from their upcoming album, Moisturizer, to Teasdale’s Debbie Harry garb and recourse to a green plexiglass BC Rich guitar – the axe of choice of Pantera and Kiss.

Established faves from Wet Leg’s eponymous 2022 debut album are given a boot up the arse. Supermarket sounds like a gnarly ’90s indie-disco stomper, a She Don’t Use Jelly de nos jours. Oh No is shrill and hard-edged, its analysis of phone-induced FOMO typical of Wet Leg’s wry take on millennial neuroses. Ur Mum benefits from shards of goth-rock guitar from Chambers and guitar-synth hairy Joshua Mobaraki, after which the crowd are encouraged to scream their last screams.

Forthcoming second album Moisturizer is showcased generously. Mangetout, with its castigations aimed at some “bottomfeeder” ends with Teasdale draped across an electric fan at the front of the stage. “You think I’m pretty / You think I’m pretty cool,” she sings – well, she is now.

Davina McCall, a Moisturizer track named for British TV’s feisty-mumsy über-personality, is “dedicated to my partner” announces Teasdale. Cue a touching song about devotion – stark contrast amid Wet Leg’s rogue’s gallery of relationship malfunctions.

Inevitably, they play Chaise Longue – the song that started it all. Inevitably the crowd go pogo mental. Less inevitably, it’s not the last song. That honour goes to recent single CPR. ‘Brave,’ thinks MOJO as we are buffeted by early leavers who’ve come for Chaise Longue and got it.

It’s the last of the Wet Leg set’s subliminal messages about the path they’re on. We’re not ‘That Chaise Longue Band’ anymore. Different songs, maybe even better ones, lie in the future.

Wet Leg At Glastonbury 2025 Setlist:

Catch These Fists

Wet Dream

Supermarket

Oh No

Liquidize

Davina McCall

Ur Mum

Too Late Now

Jennifer’s Body

Being In Love

Mangetout

Pillow Talk

Angelica

Chaise Longue

CPR