Tenuous Canal Link – we are moored at Uxbridge, which has easy tube access to Wembley Park station and is one of our favourite moorings.
Blatant Non Canal bit: I think I have known the words to Wonderwall for 15 years but never imagined singing it to Oasis – along with something like 80,000 others who also seemed to be word perfect, of course. I didn’t know what to expect from an Oasis gig, never having been to one before and certainly was not disappointed with the music and organisation at Wembley Stadium on Sunday night.
Kasabian turned out to be an excellent support band and judging by the audience around us, just as many had come to see them as the main band. Vast amounts of lager had the crowd in great voice and that which wasnt being drunk was being liberally spread over the crowd in a torrent of plastic glasses. As with all good mosh pits a fair amount of the liquid raining on the crowd would be second hand lager and I dread to think what state the front few thousand were in when reality finally returned at the end.
The whole crowd was completely immersed in the music. Back in the stands, not one single person remained seated as Oasis proved conclusively that their classics really can stand the course of time, mixing in a fair few tracks from the newest album and the occasional acoustic track to help calm the partying.
“Anyone from Darlington” – boo. “Anyone from Manchester?” – small cheer then big boo. Anyone from “Liverpool?” ditto. Any lesbians out there? Huge cheer. Any Cockney bastards? Stadium erupted. Lager everywhere. The band seemed to be loving every minute of it too. They were however just too polite for megastars – must be their age!
Two hours of an epic performance – the last night of yet another sell out stadium tour – and I would certainly come again.
A final word about Wembley stadium. We were able to walk in and take our seats within minutes of arriving. There are something like 160 catering outlets, where it was possible to get served without more than a few minutes waiting, even if the floors were awash with lager! At the end of the night, there are so many exits that leaving the stadium takes only minutes and you simply join the brisk march converging on Wembley Park tube station, through police horse cordons designed to stop a surge, and literally you can join a train just like any other trip on the tube. We were back on the boat 45 minutes after “I am a Walrus”, the band’s classic final track. Well done all at Wembley for making this a memorable night out.