Over the weekend, in the Italian city of Reggio Emilia, Harry Styles bid a final farewell to his epic Love on Tour by blasting out The End; the signature show-closer of acid rock group The Doors. “Can you picture what will be? So limitless and free,” the voice of Jim Morrison sang as the final splutters of fireworks fizzled out, and stagehands began packing down Styles’ enormous stage set for the last time. Two years, 169 live shows, and lord knows how many outlandish sequinned looks by Gucci later, the Once Directioner’s epic lap of the world was over for good.
Surely the most anticipated world tour of the decade so far, the epic outing was originally supposed to accompany Styles’ second solo album Fine Line, a pop record flecked with subtle and hooky hints of both psych and soul. While 2017’s self-titled debut solo record saw him beginning to emerge from the squeaky clean shadow cast by his boy band beginnings – Kiwi is a playful twist on glam rock, while From the Dining Table alludes to the merriment of some casual morning masturbation – Fine Line fully committed to the cause.
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