All the gigs of my life: Gig 118 – Gallon Drunk, Thursday, November 22, 2012, The Macbeth
We have finally made it to the one gig of my life for which I have the least to say.
We have finally made it to the one gig of my life for which I have the least to say.
The story of my meandering yet mighty life-long love for Nick Cave begins here, sometime around my 15th birthday.
That greatest of things – a Manic Street Preachers gig in December – and even better, one in which they were going to play, for the first time ever, their complete back catalogue of singles.
My one and only Hurts gig, so far. Did it feel better than love?
Dancing the night away with the Pet Shop Boys in the shiny new O2 Arena.
Who better to celebrate the glorious return of live music with than the fabulous Gruff Rhys?
A unique and exciting era for the Manics. Unfortunately, I was far too ill and depleted to fully enjoy it..
My third time seeing the wonderful Delays.
My second Manics gig of 2007, and a much more thrilling affair than the previous one.
The Manics’ triumphant return in 2007 saw me a very different fan to the one I’d been before.