Tide Lines Tall Ships concert in Aberdeen to aid RNLI
Initially the 7,000 capacity gig had been planned as a free event, but quick sellouts for Deacon Blue and Kaiser Chiefs have prompted a rethink.
Instead online tickets will be sold for £5, with the money raised going to the Aberdeen RNLI.
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A spokesperson The Tall Ships Races Aberdeen said: 'Given the amazing clamour for other gigs in the series we didn't want to be in a position of having to turn disappointed fans away from the Sunday concert once it reached capacity.
'Having online tickets to secure places means those who want to see Tide Lines and Calum Bowie can – and do it safely and easily.
'We also felt that a £5 donation would be an opportunity to support RNLI Aberdeen who are integral to safety at sea not just during The Tall Ships Races, but all year round.
'Fans can have a great night out at this special concert - staged as a 'thank you' to the people of Aberdeen for their support of the Tall Ships Races – knowing they are saying 'thank you' to our lifeboat crews.'
Tide Lines' lead singer Robert Robertson said: "We can't wait to play one of the Quayside Concerts during the Tall Ships celebrations in Aberdeen! Coming from coastal communities ourselves, we're delighted that proceeds from this show are being donated to the vital cause of the RNLI.'
RNLI Aberdeen said they were delighted by the boost the donations from the gig will bring to their work.
'We are so thankful to the Tall Ships Race Aberdeen and the artists for offering the proceeds of this charity concert to Aberdeen RNLI Lifeboat Station,' said Fiona Anderson, the station's volunteer lifeboat management group chair.
'Last year in Scotland RNLI lifeboats launched 1,182 times, aided 881 people and saved the lives of 36 people. The money donated from this concert will go towards keeping our lifeboats and other lifesaving services afloat, and for that, Aberdeen RNLI Lifeboat Station and the wider RNLI are truly thankful!'
The Tall Ships Races Aberdeen 2025 will run from July 19 to 22 and has been brought to the city by Aberdeen City Council, Port of Aberdeen and Aberdeen Inspired.
It's the first time the Tall Ships race has visited the Granite City in close to 30 years.
The event is expected to attract 400,000 visitors and 50 ships from across the globe, with the race to also take in Le Havre, Dunkirk, Kristiansand, and Esbjerg.
Tickets for Tide Lines and Calum Bowie will be released on Friday, June 13, at 10am via The Tall Ships Races Aberdeen website
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