All the gigs of my life: Gig 56 – Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, Sunday, May 6, 2001, Brixton Academy
It was May 2001, and a lot had changed in my life since the very eventful day of my last gig, just over a month previously.
Susanna
All the gigs of my life: Gig 55 – Manic Street Preachers, Saturday, March 31, 2001, Brixton Academy
Day two of 2001’s Manics Weekend is one I will never forget, but for all the wrong reasons.
All the gigs of my life: Gig 54 – Manic Street Preachers, Friday, March 30, 2001, Brixton Academy
My first Manics gig since the turn of the Millennium, on the eve of a turning point in my own life.
All the gigs of my life: Gig 53 – Kylie Minogue, Monday, March 19, 2001, Hammersmith Apollo
My last Kylie gig for 17 years. And sadly, it’s one I neglected to record fully in my diary.
All the gigs of my life: Gig 52 – Mansun, Thursday, February 1, 2001, Astoria
The end of an era, for me, although I didn’t know it at the time: My last ever Mansun gig.
All the gigs of my life: Gig 51 – Mansun, Saturday, November 4, 2000, Shepherd’s Bush Empire
My second-last Mansun gig was a pretty important one for me: I went into it not sure if I was going to stay in London or return to Australia, and I came out of it with my mind made up. Mansun may have once sung that “all my […]
All the gigs of my life: Gig 50 – Mansun, Saturday, August 19, 2000, Hylands Park, Chelmsford (V2000)
This was my third and last V festival and the beginning of the end of my Mansun gigging career, all during a time of Important Life Decisions.
All the gigs of my life: Gig 49 – Oasis, Saturday, July 22, 2000, Wembley Stadium
My one and only Oasis gig. Despite being a hugely enjoyable night of rock’n’roll, it encapsulated precisely why they could never be a band I truly loved.
Manic Street Preachers at Shepherd’s Bush Empire, Friday 17th and Saturday 18th of May, 2019
All the gigs of my life: Gig 48 – Manic Street Preachers, Friday, December 31, 1999, Millennium Stadium, Cardiff
On Millennium Eve, there was no place I would have rather celebrated the dawning of a new era than in Cardiff, with 75,000 strangers, and the band I loved more than anything else in the world.
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