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.Continue reading
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.Continue reading
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.Continue reading
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.Continue reading
I’m going to take a little blogging break this month while I prepare for a home move. Faithful viewers will remember that I did the same thing not so long ago: the fact is, my new flat hasn’t worked out for me, and I’m planning to move back to my old area when my current lease runs out. I’m going to try and stay active on social media in the mean time (and maybe even do a bit more with my neglected YouTube channel!) but for now, here’s another classic tune about moving.
I seriously hope I don’t have to move again next year, because I’m running out of songs called “Moving”…
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.Continue reading
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.Continue reading