The Underage festival is often not taken seriously. But it should be. Young people make up the majority of those who buy alternative new music. So if, as an act, you can make it at Underage, you have a good chance of making it in record sales.

But even as a 15-year-old — at the lower end of the strict 14-18 age policy — I felt almost too old to attend this year. This is probably because teenagers want to appear older than they are. So while 12- or 13-year-olds are tunnelling under the fence for a place at the festival, those within the age range feel just a little less cool. With the possible exception of headliners The Pigeon Detectives, the quality of the performances did not disappoint. However, apathetic crowds blighted large parts of the day. It was an artist’s worst nightmare, as only the singles received any reaction.

Managing to rouse the sullen crowds in glorious fashion were NME hype-targets Hadouken! (their exclamation mark, not mine) coming across far better on stage than they sometimes do on record.

And for those who scrutinise rapper lyrics, it’s hard to see anyone in the UK grime scene better than JME — who in my opinion overshadowed chart-topper Tinchy Stryder. The music was there, but the attendees’ enthusiasm was perhaps stifled by a heavy police presence that was not needed. Not that I condone yobbish behaviour, it’s just that a bit of healthy chaos would have done nicely.