A decade on from my last Kula Shaker gig, and it was time to find out just what the band were up to in the 2010s. It turned out that, as ever, it was being bloody brilliant.
I went in thinking this might be my last ever Manics gig. I was very, very wrong.
My new 40-something gigging life began in earnest with my first – and sadly also last – gig from the wonderful Lush.
My first Little Boots gig, and the beginning of a new era in my gigging life.
The rejuvenation of my Manics fandom continued in 2014 – and then hit a slight hurdle.
An electric summer’s evening with the Pet Shop Boys in South Wales.
The place where my all-consuming love for the Manics began creeping back.
Another storming night from Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, and another gig for which I have far too few memories.
The wonderful tale of Alison Moyet and the Resurrection of my Love For Music.
We have finally made it to the one gig of my life for which I have the least to say.
SCRUFFY STORMS 