Wet Leg

Wet Leg go al fresco with 2026 UK shows, bring English Teacher for backup

Wet Leg schedule their largest UK headline shows to date for July 2026, hitting Manchester’s Castlefield Bowl, Leeds’ Millennium Square, and Alexandra Palace Park in London across three nights. English Teacher are named as support for all dates.

The announcement follows the band’s second album release, Moisturizer, now with three touring members officially onboard. Amid their festival rounds, they cover Empire of the Sun’s "Walking On A Dream" and share a visually jarring video for “mangetout.”

Wet Leg trades riffs and deadpan wit on a humid Manhattan stop of 'Moisturizer'

Backstage in Central Park, U.K. alt-rock duo Wet Leg prepares for their New York stop on the 'Moisturizer' tour—a title that manages to toe the line between deadpan and disarmingly absurd.

The show unfolds with brisk energy as they glide through their set, trading ironic grins and angular riffs before a crowd draped in festival fatigue and bucket hats, all under the flickering neon of a humid Manhattan night.

Wet Leg rinse out Oasis nostalgia, slip into U.K. No. 1 with Moisturizer

Wet Leg’s second LP, Moisturizer, quietly slips past Oasis’ Time Flies… 1994–2009 to claim the U.K.’s No. 1 album spot dated July 18. Rhian Teasdale and her Isle of Wight co-conspirators replicate the chart-topping feat of their 2022 debut, sidestepping a nostalgia-heavy campaign tied to the Gallagher brothers’ reunion tour.

In response, Teasdale posts a tongue-in-cheek promise to “shave the pits,” and celebrates the chart victory in an unofficial Oasis tee—featuring Dumb and Dumber. Bieber enters at No. 4 with Swag; Burna Boy settles at No. 6.

Rhian Teasdale floats through blood and irony in Wet Leg’s twisted “Mangetout”

Rhian Teasdale of Wet Leg delivers a disquieting waltz through absurdity in the “Mangetout” video, where she sings, “You wanna fuck me, I know most people do.” Standing in blood-soaked spaces and surreal interiors, she navigates fragmented locales that mirror the song’s sardonic tone.

The visuals toe the line between performance art and fever dream, laced with irony and delivered with a glazed-eyed calm. Amid jarring juxtapositions and unsettling charm, Teasdale’s refrain unfolds like a sinister lullaby.