A grand stage towers over Times Square and hundreds of fans slowly pour into the gig to the sweet sound of The Pale White, under a glorious blue sky (we don’t get many of them).
The three-man Geordie outfit was the first band on the bill and, although they encountered some technical difficulties, still provided a solid set as they soared across the stage; with stand-out track ‘Reaction’ reverberating around the stunning Square.
Notorious up-and-coming rockers, BlackWaters hit the stage next. Their stage presence is something else, entirely. And, although not particularly impressive musically, they put on a fantastic, adrenaline-fuelled show. In-your-face anthem, ‘Fuck Yeah’ was a highlight of the four-piece’s set, with the frontman diving across the stage and embodying the true spirit of rock ‘n’ roll.
Combining thought-provoking lyrics with bouncy indie riffs, Maximo Park blew Newcastle away with a range of new and old material. A highlight was 2012 single, ‘The National Health’ in which frontman Paul Smith shouted out and waved to spectators who were literally hanging out of city offices to catch a glimpse of the gig.
After quite a long interlude, the packed crowd became restless and chants of “Oh, Jeremy Corbyn” rung out across the Square to the tune of The White Stripes’ ‘Seven Nation Army’. Finally, after what seemed like an age, The Libertines burst onto the stage to perform a mind-bending and euphoric set.
About halfway through, Pete grabbed an acoustic guitar to perform ‘You’re My Waterloo’, as thousands of people screamed the chorus, word-for-word, back at him.
It looked like 2002 anthem, ‘The Good Old Days’ was going to be their last song, but they headed back out to perform a relentless encore that kept the crowd begging for more.
Finishing on ‘Don’t Look Back into the Sun’, you could feel the pure connection with their audience – it was beautiful.
No amount of words can give true justice to the absolute gloriousness of a Libertines gig.