One Love Manchester was a significant concert for many reasons and those who organised it, and those who had the guts to turn up, made it special occasion. The scum who think blowing little girls up advances any cause, achieves some bullshit equivalency or pleases a capricious god, should rot in hell. This concert was a giant 'Fook You'* to all those who try to shut down others' lives simply because they are - as Trump says - pathetic losers.

Although all the acts on the day were good, they were pretty much on the contemporary pop edge of music. Of course. And then, right at the end, on walks Mr Manchester himself, Liam Gallagher. The Manc swagger's there, the only guy in the world who can rock an orange parka and yet still look cool. Hell - even his voice sounded better than usual!

For Manchester, for the Western way of life, for defiance and for rock itself, I give you Mr Liam Gallagher.

* Also respect to - amongst others - Ray Larner ("Fuck you, I'm Millwall") who battled back against those lowlifes at Borough Market.