âGood evening, Wembley,â beams a glammed-up Manic Street Preachers bassist and lyricist Nicky Wire. âThank you for giving me a reason to get out of my fucking tracksuit and slap on my make-up and white jeans. This is stuff Iâm banned from at home!â
Wire has clearly been missing this: you might imagine the famed former misanthrope with a penchant for solitude to be well-suited to lockdown â but thatâs not what the Manics were built for. Theyâre a band all about connection â albeit in their own literate, punk and clichĂ©-free manner. Tonightâs about exactly that. âYou look good, you smell good â do you move good?â questions frontman James Dean Bradfield. âThank you for being through all the shit youâve been through and still coming outâ. As a mark of gratitude, tonightâs set is largely filled with the bangers and driven by their inimitable arena energy.
Opening with wailing 1992 epic âMotorcycle Emptinessâ, the show’s first quarter that also sees them throw in bittersweet 2007 resurrection single âYour Love Alone Is Not Enoughâ and the poptastic âYou Stole The Sun From My Heartâ. The Manics are playing to their people-pleasing strengths tonight. âFuck it,â smiles Bradfield, âletâs stay in the â90s,â before bursting into autumnal grace of the best-single-they-never-had of âEverything Must Goâ album track âEnola/Aloneâ.

That said, the Manics are far from their Christmas panto circuit yet. The big numbers are used to compliment and showcase the neighbouring melody-soaked cuts from 2021âs acclaimed âThe Ultra Vivid Lamentâ, their first Number One album in 23 years. Lead single âOrwellianâ feels as ready-made a classic as anything else, the aching ABBA Scandi-pop pomp of âThe Secret He Had Missedâ lands well in a room of this scale and Wireâs ear-to-ear grin proves infectious during the Berlin-era Bowie space-age melancholy of âStill Snowing In Sapporoâ.
Throughout the latter, he’s backed by wonderful footage of missing-presumed-dead guitarist and manifesto maker Richey Edwards at his most divine and youthful. Underrated â90s rocker âTsunamiâ, meanwhile, tears the bloody roof off, before stately newbie âComplicated Illusionsâ is a warming and welcome hug for the comedown. With a few curios thrown in (including rarely-played glam-punk-metal single âLoveâs Sweet Exileâ and a cover of The Cultâs âShe Sells Sanctuaryâ dedicated to late record producer Steve Brown), it seems the Manics still have plenty of compulsion to stave off stagnation for a while yet.
When Wire channels John Lydon to bark âANGER IS AN ENERGYâ to the final bars of âYou Love Usâ, and when the ticker tape rains down with the screens emblazoned with the lyrics âLIBRARIES GAVE US POWERâ for the standard closing of âA Design For Lifeâ â an ode to working class pride and resilience â you feel their drive. Thereâs still a reason for the Manic Street Preachers.
Manic Street Preachers played:
‘Motorcycle Emptiness’
‘Orwellian’
‘Your Love Alone Is Not Enough’
‘The Secret He Had Missed’
‘You Stole the Sun From My Heart’
‘Enola/Alone’
‘Still Snowing In Sapporo’
‘Everything Must Go’
‘Happy Bored Alone’
‘Love’s Sweet Exile’
‘If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next’
‘La tristesse durera (Scream to a Sigh)’
‘She Sells Sanctuary’
‘Motown Junk’
‘Afterending’
‘Slash ‘n’ Burn’
‘Tsunami’
‘Complicated Illusions’
‘You Love Us’
‘A Design for Life’
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