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.
A stunning night of pop in South Kensington. Again.
On this day in 1999, Suede released their fourth album “Head Music”. Here are my rather excitable scribblings about that day, written in my diary exactly 20 years ago.
My third Pet Shop Boys concert, and one of my favourite eras of the band. Which makes it all the more annoying that I have hardly any memories of it.
One of the greatest pop groups of all time performing a selection of classic tunes at one of the grandest venues in London. Pretty good for a Thursday night out.
The was my sixth Super Furry Animals gig, but only my second time seeing them headlining their own show. I’m sure it was a fantastic night. However, my memories of this gig are somewhat overshadowed by that occasional bane of the female gig-goer’s life: the Unnecessary Man.
“So how does this affect me?! Emotionally affect me!!?! Too damn right it does.” The seventh of my ten Mansun gigs, and the zenith of my hyperventilating obsession. This post contains inordinate quantities of excitable capitals and exclamation marks. You have been warned.
“Oh the Manics, my Manics, how easy it is for them to become Everything again.” The Manics were back, and in universe-conquering form. As usual.
My one and only headlining gig from Gay Dad. And it was pretty good. But all I can remember is sparkling shoulders.
SCRUFFY STORMS 