On Saturday I got to go to one of those extra-special, once in a lifetime type gigs to see my favourite band Oasis for the first time. The support bands were pretty interesting too – Kasabian, The Enemy and Reverend and the Makers. Now some of you might think I’m quite a few years too late to go see Oasis, but better late than never I say. I’ve wanted to see them for ages and back last October I finally said what the hell, and found myself the excited owner of an Oasis ticket and a bit of a credit card debt.
So, positivity cloak (like an invisibility cloak but more spangly), firmly fastened, off I went to my very first Oasis gig, at Wembley Stadium no less. I made it to the stadium, tackled the robot-like automated turnstiles, passed the ferociously carried out bag check and headed for the myriad of escalators in good time to see the first support band. As it was an outdoor gig, it rained of course, so I was glad I had a seat as despite spending over £750 million pounds on the stadium, they still couldn’t afford a whole roof, (or a decent bit of turf for that matter). Continue reading
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