''My, hasn't Accrington changed!! shouted the great and powerful demi-god that is Morrissey.
We cheered, every one of us, all of the faithfull, all of the newbies, all of the disciples (Morrissey's term not mine).
He then launched into 'Panic'
Cue ten thousand brown headed heads bobbing along to a good selection tracks old and new.
He was good.
Really good.
As he strutted across the stage he reminded me of a seasoned performer that you would find in the cabaret halls of Las Vegas.
He was confident and a true showman, punctuating each song with a witty comment or small story.
The show was slick, the lighting very effective sound was incredible, sometimes intense, the bass rippling through the floor of the auditorium from him to me.
He ended the show with ''Please,please me'' but subtley changed the lyric from ''Let me get what I want this time'' to ''Let me have who I want this time'' that indicated a new openness about his sexuality.
'bout time.
As I walked back to the hotel in the cold Mancunian air, I couldn't believe I almost didn't go to the gig, that I had it in the back of my mind all day to give the ticket to somebody else.
If I ever do that again, you will kick me won't you?
01/01/07 @ 21:32