Just six weeks ago, Supergrass performed their seminal debut album ‘I Should Coco’ in all its glory at the 3Olympia Theatre, so in some senses it’s quite odd to see them return so soon for an outdoor show in Dublin, but perhaps it’s the perfect illustration of exactly just how potent the current wave of nostalgia for early 90s music really is.

Nostalgia, of course, brings some irksome traits, like the idea that there’s no good bands around today; as if somehow Wunderhorse and Wolf Alice magically don’t exist despite making much better albums than many of the 90s acts who are hanging on the coattails of Oasis’ resurrection. “It was better in my day!” Of course it was; your knees were fully functional.

Thankfully, at the Iveagh Gardens, Supergrass seem as far removed from the realm of dynamic pricing and simply being In It For The Money as you can possibly get. At just 40 minutes, their debut remains one of the most succinctly joyous offerings of its era, showcasing the majesty of the purest configuration in rock: the 3-piece.

Propelled by the best rhythm section of the Britpop era – Danny Goffey (Drums) and Mick Quinn (bass) – Supergrass ripped through ‘I’d Like To Know’, ‘Mansize Rooster’ and the ode to teenage tomfoolery that is ‘Caught By The Fuzz’ with aplomb.

They dip into In If For The Money (1997) for ‘Late In The Day’, which sees Gaz Coombs show off the extremities of his guitar skills, while ‘Mary’ is elongated due to some technical difficulties with Quinn’s amplification and ‘Sitting Up Straight’ is rendered with a glam rock sheen.

Shut up and play the hits goes the old adage, but the ubiquitous hit ‘Alright’ feels a bit threadbare and preloved alongside its lesser-known brothers and sisters in 2025, and alongside ‘St. Petersburg from 2005’s ‘Road to Rouen’ is the only real low moment in the set.

The band switch instruments for ‘We’re Not Supposed To’ with Danny Goffey proving especially nimble around the bass fretboard.  An elongated version of fan favourite ‘Lenny’ meanwhile feels like Kiss in the best possible way. Following the weed-soaked daydream of ‘Sofa (Of My Lethargy)’ Supergrass ramp things up with a stomping version of ‘Richard III’  which feels far more in tune with today’s contemporary rock scene than it did upon its original release. ‘Moving’, meanwhile, reminds us once again that Gaz Coombs is one of the most varied, ostentatious and underappreciated songwriters of his generation.

As we wander out of the Iveagh Gardens with ‘Pumping On Your Stereo’ ringing in our ears, it’s hard not to think that if anybody deserves a second bite at the Britpop apple, it’s Supergrass.