I saw the Beautiful South in 1992 at Sheffield Arena. It was the final date of a long tour, their homecoming gig, and at the time by far the biggest venue they'd played - it was the point where they were just too big to be a club band but not quite big enough to be a stadium band.
The moment when I realised just quite how incredible Paul Heaton's voice is was when he stood alone on the stage, while the rest of the band had a break, and sang an utterly divine a capella version of Let Love Speak Up Itself. Sublime. Fair made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
And Grimethorpe Colliery Band were the support, which was fun.
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