PAUL WELLER AT THE PIECE HALL, THE MODFATHER DOESN'T DO NOSTALGIA – HE DOES IMMORTALITY
- Phil Wright
- 21 hours ago
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Piece Hall, Halifax – 12th June 2026
WORDS PHIL WRIGHT / IMAGES FRANK RALF
Paul Weller Didn't Play a Gig at the Piece Hall. He Conducted a Two-and-a-Half-Hour Argument With Time, Memory and the Entire History of British Rock 'n' Roll—and Somehow Won.
There are gigs, there are concerts, and then there are those nights where you realise you've accidentally wandered into the middle of British cultural history with a pint of overpriced lager in your hand. Paul Weller at the Piece Hall was one of those nights.
The Modfather walked out without a shred of theatre. No giant video screens trying to convince you he's twenty-five, no fireworks, no desperate grasp at relevance. Just Paul Weller and a band that looked like they could dismantle and rebuild a Rolls Royce engine between songs.
And then he played for two and a half bloody hours.
That's the first thing. In an age where heritage acts treat ninety minutes like it's the Normandy landings, Weller came out and worked. Thirty-one songs from The Jam, The Style Council rand solo releases olled out like dispatches from every corner of your life. You'd hear one and think, "Christ, I haven't thought about being seventeen for years," before he'd launch into another and suddenly you're twenty-three, skint, in love and convinced buying a Harrington jacket was a personality.
The Jam songs still sound like they were written by a bloke trying to punch his way out of England. Fast, angry, sharp as broken glass. Forty-odd years on and they haven't mellowed because Britain hasn't mellowed. The crowd knew every word and sang them back like football chants from a country that never quite got the future it ordered.
Then he'd switch gears.
The Style Council stuff arrived like someone opening the curtains after an all-night party. Soul, jazz, pop, politics, heartbreak. Weller's always had the nerve to abandon a winning formula and chase the next thing. Half the people who hated him for it back then were singing every word in Halifax.
But here's the trick. This wasn't some museum piece where the old hits get dusted off once a year. The solo songs stood shoulder to shoulder with everything that came before. Maybe that's Weller's greatest trick. Most artists have one life. He has three. The Jam. The Style Council. The solo years. Any one of them would have earned a place in rock and roll history.
Standing there in the Piece Hall, with those ancient stone walls boxing the sound into the Yorkshire night, it struck me that Weller has somehow escaped the fate that catches most of his generation. Nostalgia has no hold over him. He doesn't perform the songs like they're sacred relics. He attacks them. Changes them. Finds new angles. Some were tighter, some slower, some louder, but they were alive.
And Weller himself? No chat. No "How are we doing Halifax?" every three minutes. He let the songs do the talking because after fifty years they've earned the right.
By the end, the crowd looked knackered and ecstatic. We'd been taken from Woking to Soho, from punk to soul to folk to whatever the hell Paul Weller feels like doing this week. Two and a half hours disappeared in what felt like half that time.
Walking out into the Halifax night, I heard somebody say, "He's still got it."
They'd missed the point entirely.
Paul Weller hasn't still got it.
Paul Weller is it.
The rest of them are just trying to catch up.
SET LIST
Rip the Pages Up
Precious
(The Jam song)
Move On Up
(Curtis Mayfield cover)
Come On/Let's Go
The Weaver
Strange Town
(The Jam song)
Man in the Corner Shop
(The Jam song)
Up in Suze's Room
That Pleasure
Hung Up
Village
Broken Stones
My Ever Changing Moods
(The Style Council song)
Have You Ever Had It Blue
(The Style Council song)
Shout to the Top!
(The Style Council song)
Stanley Road
You Do Something to Me
Long Hot Summer
(The Style Council song)
Can You Heal Us (Holy Man)
Out of the Sinking
More
Town Called Malice
(The Jam song)
Peacock Suit
Shadow of the Sun
ENCORE
English Rose
(The Jam song) (Paul (acoustic) and Steve (electric) only)
All the Pictures on the Wall
The Changingman
The Eton Rifles
(The Jam song)
Wild Wood
Rockets
(Dedicated to David Hockney)
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