Not only there, but right down the front of the so-called No Filter Pit with the WAGs and supermodel offspring on one of the 4 or 5 tickets for it that were made available at non-ludicrous prices. Jaw on the ground close.
Gig was great, albeit was a wee bit cheesed to miss out on Dancing With Mr D. Still, Shine A Light more than made up for that, so swings and roundabouts.
Keith hasn’t improved any since last time out, to be fair, but it was quite something how loud in the mix he was and how discordant and edgy it made them sound. Almost avant garde at points.
I was so wasted that afterwards I queued for what I thought was the train back to the centre but it turned out I’d been waiting in line for half an hour to see Dutch house megastar Headhunterz at the Ziggo Dome next door. The bouncer was so amused when I waved him my train ticket that he was going to let me in for nothing.