Here’s the real talk: the worst thing you can do is show up exactly at 9 PM and assume Olly is already on. You’ll walk in to find him in the middle of “Heart Skips a Beat,” and you’ll be that person fumbling for your seat in the dark. Arrive by 8:30 PM—it’s the sweet spot. You can hear his intro music build up, feel the crowd’s energy spike, and claim your spot like a true pro.
I once missed the first song of a gig because I was stuck in a queue for a ridiculous £9 beer. I was sweating, angry, and could hear the bass thumping from the hallway. It felt like a scene from a comedy where the main character can’t catch a break. Don’t let that be you.
The Final Word (Before the Music Starts)
Look, Olly Murs is a bloke who knows his audience. He’s not going to leave you hanging in a dark room with just a blinking light. He’ll probably announce his stage time on Instagram a few hours before. Follow his stories—they’re often more reliable than a ticket printing. In a pinch, call the venue and ask, “What time does the main act go on?” They’ll either answer or mumble something about “checking online.” Just be polite.
And if all else fails, just assume 9 PM and bring a good book. I’m kidding—no one reads at a concert. But you get the point. The answer to “what time is Olly Murs on stage tonight?” is almost always “around 9 PM, give or take a silly dance move.” Now go, enjoy the show, and scream your lungs out. Just don’t stand next to Dave.
