Wembley Stadium was lit up this weekend by the ever fabulous Stone Roses with artwork (done by guitarist, John Squire) to bring back all the acid trips of the late 80’s/ early 90’s and the husky Mancunian voice of the brilliant Ian Brown. Supporting them was an all northern line up including The G.O.D, Sleaford Mods and Blossoms, which set the night up to be one that will never be forgotten, and boy did it deliver. The Crowd ever growing excitedly listened, danced and drank under the London Sunset until the much awaited sound of the drums came and the lights started.
Sleaford Mods got the crowd laughing with their cheeky charm and ever so slightly cynical lyrics about working class Britain, even shouting as they walked of stage – “WEMBLEY, there have been a lot of important of people on this stage, then we fucking turn up”.
Blossoms, who bloomed onto the indie scene in a big way last year with their self titled album Blossoms, were equally brilliant. Front man Tom Ogden had the crowd hypnotised with is dreamy lyrics and ice cool demeanour. He had the whole crowd singing along to one of the slower tempo songs In My Favourite Room by dedicating it to a heartbroken fan and even switching up the lyrics to the name of the Fan’s Ex.
I took my dad for Fathers day, He is someone who was there for their explosion onto the indie scene in 1989, and eagerly had the camera at the ready and geared up to Sing the opening line of I Wanna Be Adored with childish enthusiasm. As that ever famous bass line rang out around Wembley, and the drums started, Ian Brown was meet with at least 70,000+ slightly out of tune back-up singers who all literally sang until they lost their voices. I didn’t have the pleasure of watching them burst on to the scene when they were first formed but instead grew up listening, and felt inadequately excited (and I was very excited) because every single person in the stadium instantly regressed back to their teens/twenties during the uber-cool set.
As the night progressed through their outstanding set of Indie anthems of the late 80’s/early 90’s, the crowd only got more excited, and frankly more drunk. Every opening bass line or tinny Symbol, was met with screams of pure joy and smoke flares lighting up the pitch with a Technicolor hue. The crowd, so determined to be apart of the moment even helped Bassist Gary “Mani” Mourfield by singing along to every instrumental.
As the night wrapped up and the crowed filed out of the arena, there was mummers of every different songs being sung by the crowd all drunk on the youthful high that the final song, I Am the Resurrection left them with.