There was once a year called 1969 and slap-bang in the middle was the summer. During said season of said year, a young man by the name of Bryan Adams played a six-string guitar till his fingers bled. His friend Jody got married and young Bryan stood on a girl’s mum’s porch. Best days of his life apparently. If you’ve no idea what this all means, move along. But for anyone now humming nostalgically, it’s Bryan freakin’ Adams!.
7pm, from £45.
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