This was a gig like none I have experienced since the distant days of the very early 2000s: a phone-free gig. And it was a revelation. I may be left with no mementoes in the way of photos or videos, but but by the end of the night I found myself wishing that all my gigs could be phone-free from that moment on.
Nothing could stop me from attending this once in a lifetime chance to see Liam Gallagher at the Royal Albert Hall. Not even COVID.
It was March 2022. Not only was it my birthday month, but I’d just been offered a brilliant new job, my most senior post yet in my 25 year strong NHS career. There was only one way to celebrate: by catching COVID!
The UK feels like a very different place since I was last at a gig two months ago
The story of the time in 1991 when Seal briefly became my new pop god.
Another week in December 2021 had passed, full of stress and uncertainty about the immediate future. But then it was Friday night.
What’s this? Paul Draper nonchalantly sneaking in with the Single of 2021 just as the year is closing? Yes it is!
Halfway though this, the final Manic Street Preachers gig of this most triumphant year for the band, I had what you might call A Moment.
My very first Ride gig. It had been a long, long wait.
A scorchingly brilliant Manics gig heralding the dawn of a new era.
SCRUFFY STORMS 