- 12 Jun 17
There is a street party going on outside the Olympia Theatre. Beer is being swilled, songs are being sung, tickets are being vainly sought; the night is in full swing before it has even begun. Once credentials and refreshments are secured, Hot Press repairs to the smoking area. If you had no idea who was playing tonight, a good guess could be hazarded based on the crowd out puffing. There are many here who were obviously of age when Oasis first broke through, some still trying to maintain the same haircut, albeit with less raw material to work with. I am awoken from this reverie by the welcome sight of a good old seventies style streaker. Yes, really. And it isn’t the unappealing sight, to me at least, of a swinging tackle either, but that of a very presentable young lady, giving it the full Godiva. Is it some sort of art project from a nearby theatre, or perhaps just an excess of drink? Or maybe Mr Gallagher himself had arranged it, in order to obtain more “column inches” from the likes of me. We may never know.
In his recent book Uncommon People, respected rock scribe David Hepworth reckoned on Kurt Cobain as the last of the real rock stars, but I would argue that it is Liam Gallagher who warrants that title. It is there in every step and gesture as he walks on stage to the strains of ‘Fucking In The Bushes’, looking fit and impossibly handsome, carrying off some class of hooded parka thing that would leave anyone else looking ridiculous. He acknowledges the crowd’s roar before laying out his stall with ‘Rock N’ Roll Star’. The choice of song could not be more perfect, for that is what he undoubtedly is.
‘Morning Glory’ follows, causing the audience, already gone full ballistic, to step it up a notch. I heard an unconfirmed story that Gallagher had been handing out passes like Christmas cards around Dublin, which may account for the grand old theatre seeming impossibly full. The crowd eddies and swirls as one, people are hoisted on to shoulders, shirts are removed and swung about, I haven’t seen it like this in here since the night Iggy Pop pretty much forced the bouncers to give up and go home.