‘Glasgow make some noise!” Harry Styles says midway through his second song. Amid the nigh-on ultrasonic wail of 50,000-odd ecstatic young fans singing along deliriously with his every word, he really needn’t have asked.
Bounding across the stage in a yellow and blue jewel-encrusted disco jacket and flares – surely an unsubtle gesture of solidarity with Ukraine, although nothing is said – the ex-One Direction member headlines his first stadium as a solo performer. Considering his permanent grin and all the air-punching and blowing of kisses as he leans into the rubbery electro-funk of Music for a Sushi Restaurant and the 24-carat hooks of Golden, it’s safe to say the Redditch lad is enjoying the moment.
