The final tour - it’s become something of a misnomer. After all, the truly devoted will have had several years and many opportunities to attend by the time the Kiss' End of the Road tour is finished. And there was the Kiss Farewell Tour before that too.
But before the theatrics kick off, there are sets from impressive rockers The Wild Things and Skindred. When Kiss finally do arrive, it’s to a cacophony of guitars, fireworks and flame throwers that momentarily make me fear for my eyebrows. The crowd are immediately at fever pitch. As they power through their many hits, it’s easy to take their famously brilliant musicianship for granted, but they really are something to behold. And Paul Stanley’s voice - constantly at a projected finely tuned screech and growl - is as powerful and clear as ever.
In a month when music journalists, quite rightly, waxed lyrical about the skills of the various septuagenarians who populated Glastonbury - Debbie Harry, Chrissie Hynde, Elton John - it’s worth acknowledging the sheer effort Kiss put into this frankly exhausting set.