Harry Styles tour review — A showman at the height of his powers
The path to the Coventry Building Society Arena (the football stadium, not a bank) was paved with pink feathers. Inside, a small town’s worth of teenage girls (plus a few befuddled parents) in pink glittery cowboy hats assembled.
“Who’s Gen-Z’s answer to David Bowie?” I asked some friends recently. “Harry Styles,” came one unhesitating reply.
I wouldn’t go quite so far — we’re talking about a pop star who was lab-grown in the X-Factor boy band One Direction, after all — but last night I could see what she meant. The gender-flunking (he wore a dress on the cover of Vogue), flares-sporting, tousled-haired sex symbol has something of uncategorisable Bowie — and so, too, of his universal appeal. Everybody loves Harry Styles, myself included.