IT was a night when Doncaster’s boy band pop sensation Louis Tomlinson was strutting his stuff for hordes of screaming One Direction fans a stone’s throw from his home.
But while the all-singing, all-dancing fivesome were going through their routines in Sheffield, there was an even hotter ticket to be had on Louis’s own stamping ground.
For one night only, the mighty Kasabian landed in town.
The Dome was packed with swagger, blistering anthems and more hooks than a fishing tackle shop and the 3,000 lost souls forever slowly simmering in the sauna like cauldron inside found a common goal, uniting as one for a singalong set in honour of Leicester’s finest.
Kasabian could easily have been playing Sheffield Arena themselves - and for more than one night too.
But this was a special one-off Doncaster date, a warm-up for grander things in the swanky confines of the Royal Albert Hall next month.
And the band were welcomed as all-conquering rock gods as they trawled through what was essentially a greatest hits package.
From opener Days Are Forgotten right through to predictably, the closer, Fire, the Dome reverberated to one mighty electro-rock anthem after another.
Shoot The Runner, Empire, Club Foot, Underdog - if Kasabian have had a hit with it, or its been used on some of aspect of Sky Sports’ coverage, it was chucked into the mix.
“How you doing, you Yorkshire puddings?,” gently taunted lead singer Tom Meighan as hirsute guitarist Serge Pizzorno hoofed a beach ball into the adoring throng.
The party atmosphere saw the moshpit whipped up into a frenzy as a cover of Fatboy Slim’s Praise You gently led into L.S.F. (Lost Souls Forever) to close the main set.
A distress flare was whipped from nowhere among the bouncing crowd to pour accrid pink smoke into the air and by the time an extended version of Fire came round, the band and audience summoned up one last bit of energy for an incredible light-strewn climax with every word belted out in one joyous anthemic moment.
Maybe they heard it down the road at One Direction.
Empire? It most certainly was.
* Darren Burke