Croke Park, Dublin
Based on past experiences, you should go to a Stones gig with, er, No Expectations and then if you’re pleasantly surprised it’s a bonus; not because they’ll be crap but because just the playing can be a trifle more shambolic than you’d hope for with the ticket price. Sure, Charlie’ll be rock solid, and Jagger will always deliver your money’s worth but Ronnie’n’Keith? Lovely lads, but there was a time they were the Drunken Bakers of Rawk and it could really get messy. That’s not to say they weren’t fun to watch, or whatever, but you’d look around and see other fans with the wee glimmer of a flinch passing across their eyes. Not that they’d say it out loud but they knew. We all knew.
So when you fast forward to 2018 it’s with a hint of trepidation that you tip up to Croker; the sound’s awful in the stands, innit, so we’ve plumped for bog standard pitch standing. We’re there at quarter past six and pretty much at the crash barrier keeping us back from the Golden circle. The two girls from Belfast ask us old lags if there’s any way » Continue Reading.