zoo_music_girl: (Frost)
Any real music fan will know what I mean when I talk about gigs that are so intense that you feel for a long time afterwards like there are two types of people in the world - the ones who've just shared this incredible experience with you, and everyone else. Last night was like that. I could write screeds (and I probably will) but I could never adequately express what it was like. We're well into music as religious experience and writing about it as catharsis/exorcism territory.

long, rambling, slightly incoherent )

For my own reference:
Craig's write up.
Krys's write up.
If you're on their friends list you'd be better off reading their reviews as they're better informed and just generally better than mine.
zoo_music_girl: (boots)
Last night I went to the Water Rats for the first time in February, to see godlike genius Michael Gira doing one of his acoustic sets that have reduced me to jelly twice. Fortunately I've been to the Water Rats before so I had low expectations.

Now some of us are weak, and some endure )

Apologies to Craig for the cut text quote (from "Blind"). Couldn't resist. ;)
zoo_music_girl: (Bikers Jacket)
cut for sweary words )

(I don't normally believe in using asterisks in words but I know that word is a particularly controversial one so I'll not put it on your friends list without a cut tag. I have not used asterisks under the cut.)
zoo_music_girl: (Bikers Jacket)
I liked Lords, they were a raucous, bluesy three piece who reminded me a bit of the deeply missed Penthouse/Fifty Tons of Black Terror. (They also seem to be sharing an EP with former Penthouse man Tim Cedar's new band Part Chimp.)

Shellac were great. They have a tendency to go a bit noodly, and sometimes the between songs Q&A and general banter could be cut just a little bit shorter, but the power, precision, and dark humour make it a great show. When they really get into their groove it's awesome. I can't remember everything they played but we definitely got "The Squirrel Song", "Prayer to God", "Watch Song" and "The End of Radio".

Apparently the new album is out on the 4th June.
zoo_music_girl: (hacke)
I was a bit disappointed with Neubauten last night. They started off quite well but then there was a long section where they played songs with a similar, slow tempo and it frankly got a bit dull. It didn't help that it was possibly the most talkative audience in the world and that the gig just wasn't loud enough. Both times I've seen them before I could clearly hear every word that was said between songs but last night I could barely make anything out and people just talked over the quiet songs (of which there were many). It picked up a bit in the encores, where they played Redukt, Alles and a newish one that I can't remember the name of, which was storming. Not as good as the last couple of times I've seen them, although Hacke is still a total rock god.

Support was from the Devastations, who Rowland S Howard re-recorded "Autoluminesence" with last year, together with a cover of VU's "Ocean", and I liked then a lot. I even bought both their CDs after the gig.
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Tonight Simon and I went to The Coral Sea, a tribute to Robert Mapplethorpe by Patti Smith and Kevin Shields. Unfortunately I'm still feeling absolutely dreadful (although I did go back to work today) so we only saw the first half and missed the actual Coral Sea bit as I wasn't sure I could get through the second half without having to leave in the middle of something to pass out or throw up, which as I was in the second row would have been distracting for Patti and embarrassing for us.

The first half was excellent though. When she was just talking I kept thinking I was going to have to leave, but during the songs the music was so beautiful that I mostly forgot how ill I was feeling. It lasted about an hour and started off as Patti, Tony Shanahan (who I think was with her at Charleston) and Italian cellist Giovanni Solima, who was brilliant. It was the usual mix of great songs and political polemic in between, and she did her daffy thing again, talking about trying to find a square with a poet's house in it and getting distracted by the squirrels and eventually realising that the square she was looking for was on the other side of London.

She put it on a bit too though, I'm never sure how much of the daffiness is real (although I don't doubt she really did end up knee deep in a cow trough at Charleston) pretending to have forgotten the words to a song that she wanted us to sing along to, presumably to get a good second cut as they were recording. Later she was joined by Jason Pierce (of Spiritualized/Spacemen 3 fame), and for the last song of that set, by Kevin Shields (My Bloody Valentine).

We'd actually arrived at the Queen Elizabeth Hall just as she was finishing an (I assume, as it didn't seem to be advertised) impromptu solo acoustic set in the foyer and that was great too. She's a total legend. I suspect we've missed a great second half.

Review of Monday night's show from the Independent.

You can download new track "Qana" here.
zoo_music_girl: (Bikers Jacket)
Last night we went to see The Sisters of Mercy. I use the word "see" loosely as there was a huge amount of dry ice and we only got occasional glimpses of the band. I used to be a huge Sisters fan. I have This Corrosion in three formats. I have umpteen bootlegs because my local record shop used to keep them by for me. I've even got an original copy of "The Damage Done". This was my third attempt to see the Sisters (there weren't a lot of opportunities for gigs living in North East Scotland as a teenager). I had a ticket for the infamous cancelled Birmingham gig in 96 or 97, and I was at the Astoria in 2000 (2001?) but got stuck right at the back and the guy I'd just met in the pub wouldn't shut up. (He was cute, but he wasn't that cute.) Third time lucky?

We'd planned to skip the support band and have a drink with Steer and Jane first but we missed them (bumping into them as they were leaving) and ended up at the Astoria really early anyway. We were both feeling a bit crappy so we made the most of being early and grabbed a table upstairs with a good view of the stage. I'm glad we were early because support band The Ivories were very much my thing, three Chrissie Hynde impersonators on vocals, guitar and drums and a bloke on bass playing bouncy punk flavoured rock. The singer was channelling Patti and pre-Juju Siouxsie. Great stuff. I'll be buying their album, which I think the singer said was out on Monday. She used to run a club called "Release the Bats". Be still my beating heart.

The Sisters, unfortunately, sucked. Big time. The sound was awful, not much improved when we ventured downstairs, and Eldritch's vocals were absolutely buried in the mix (apparently he couldn't hear himself either), in fact the only thing I could hear clearly was Doktor Avalanche, and it was sounding tinny. For me the lyrics and Eldritch's amazing voice are absolutely crucial to the songs. What's "Giving Ground" without the deep bass growl on "ground"? I didn't even recognise "This Corrosion" till the "hey now now" bit came in, and the lovely phrasing at the end of "Dominion" was almost impossible to make out. The best ones were definitely the big crowd pleasers, because you could actually hear the words.

Lousy sound aside I'm still not sure it would have been that great a gig, there was just too much damn dry ice for them to put on a decent visual show and I really didn't like what they did to some of the songs. I felt like calling the RSPCA for what they did to "Anaconda", and you can call me a boring purist if you like, but "Something Fast" really shouldn't have a guitar solo. Even Simon said so.

On the plus side, there were lots of songs I didn't know, so it looks like they actually have new material. Unfortunately I didn't like any of it much, but perhaps it will be better on record. We stayed for one encore and buggered off. I doubt there'll be a fourth time.
zoo_music_girl: (hacke)
Last night I went to see The Tiger Lillies with Alexander Hacke performing "Mountains of Madness", a tribute to H.P. Lovecraft with visuals by Danielle Picciotto. First though, we had to sit through K&A, who were the second most dreadful support act I've seen in my life (at least they weren't as loud as Final, who supported Jarboe in November). They consisted of seemingly random electronic noises and effects with a backdrop of kitsch, possibly ironic, 70s interiors and catalogue shots with K&As heads superimposed on the models' bodies. It was truly, deeply awful. It was actually quite funny, but that was more to do with the piss taking going on in the audience than any intended humour.

But enough about them. I don't really know Tiger Lillies' work beyond "Banging in the Nails", which Alasdair put on a compilation for me, nor had I heard much of Hacke's solo work, so I didn't really know what to expect. It opened with a projection of a snow covered peak, sinister and icy. Hacke walked on first to a subdued reaction and started some wonderful swooshy noises, then the Tiger Lillies joined him to only a slightly greater reaction and they started playing.

It was fabulous! Hacke told stories about and of Lovecraft in between the most wonderful, quirky, humorous and yet sinister songs sung castrati that somehow didn't grate, accompanied by accordion or piano, electric double bass or musical saw and toy drum kit, complete with rubber chickens. The visuals were just perfect too, and were sometimes projected in waves to create movement. They played for maybe an hour before going off, only to be called back on for encore after encore and eventually a standing ovation. They actually played the same songs again for the encore, presumably not having anything else to play that would include Hacke.

Afterwards they all signed DVDs and CDs and I got to thank Hacke and tell him I thought it was wonderful! I'm slightly regretting not buying a DVD of the show now.

They're playing again tonight. It's returns only, but it would be worth trying for a ticket.



http://arts.guardian.co.uk/reviews/story/0,,1735433,00.html
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Last night Simon and I went to see Kodo, a taiko drumming group from Japan. Their former member Leonard Eto played with Siouxsie Sioux at the 100 Club and Royal Festival Hall shows at the end of 2004 and was impressive, so we were curious to see what his old group were like.

I'd gone in with some expectation of huge amounts of drumming but it was actually more subtle than that and there were pieces that included lighter percussion instruments, a flute, even a woman singing at one point, but the bits I liked best were the straightforward drumming. One piece sticks in my mind "Monochrome", which was done mostly on wooden drums, which made pleasing "thock" sounds when struck lightly and gently but when all five or six drummers started hitting them fast and insistently, turned into an unholy noise like the buzzing of a gigantic metal wasp. Amazing, and slightly scary.

For me however the music was pretty much secondary to my absolute awe at the performers' skills and strength. Some of the drums required the drummers to lie on the ground in a half crunch to play, a position that is hard enough to hold when you're not drumming at the same time. We were in the front row of the balcony and couldn't really make out individual faces, but even from back there we could see the stomach muscles on these guys.

For most of the show the performers wore black leggings with really quite horrible eighties/clownish black jackets with white squares on, but for some of the more intense pieces they stripped down to various levels of undress, right down to just loincloths for the really big drum and the floor level ones, and you could see every muscle work and their bodies start to glisten with sweat from the effort.

A lot of the performance was quite intense but there were lighter moments too, a trio playing hand held percussion instruments that sounded comical, an effect enhanced by the silly walks the performers did at the same time. There was even a chance for audience participation as a drummer beat out a rhythm for us to copy by clapping while the rest of the group set up for the finale, we did quite well until she got really fast and complicated!

The only thing that spoiled the experience for me a bit was that some of the drumming, especially in the second half, set up reverberations in the air conditioning ducts at the back of the hall, which was a bit of a distraction. I'd make sure to sit further forward if I were going to see something that percussive at the Barbican Hall again.

Highly recommended. There are still seats available for tonight's performance.

Photos from the Birmingham performance, by [livejournal.com profile] kneeshooter.
zoo_music_girl: (Bikers Jacket)
I've waited 20 years to see Bauhaus (I was living in darkest Aberdeen last time they played and was about 13 years old when they split up), but it was worth the wait.

Bauhaus were one of the big three of my teenage years - Bauhaus, The Sisters and the Banshees. I had their logo scribbled all over my school folders and photos of Pete Murphy sellotaped inside. Oh, but he was gorgeous. Twenty years later he's put on a bit of weight (the buttoned up smoking jacket he wore for the first few songs did nothing for him. I never thought I'd go to a Bauhaus gig and hope Pete Murphy would keep his shirt *on*!) and he's lost a bit of hair, but he's still a handsome man, and has amazing stage presence. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

They opened with a song I know but can't place[1], starting with just Daniel Ash on guitar, hair (a full head of it) tied back in a tight topknot and looking painfully cool in shades and some sort of designer-looking gothic punk outfit of trousers and a long coat. Then Murphy's voice came in, although I couldn't see him till much later on in the song. (My only slight complaint was that he spent too long at the back of the stage where those of us at the front right couldn't see him.) David J and Kevin Haskins arrived onstage as their parts came in, and the years have been kind to them too. In fact I'm not convinced there's not been some sort of diabolical pacts going on, possibly involving portraiture.

I can't remember the order things were played in, but they played pretty much all the old favourites. I don't remember hearing "Spirit", but that was the only thing I would have expected that they didn't play. They did "Rosegarden Funeral of Sores", which delighted me as it's probably my favourite Bauhaus song, (despite actually being a John Cale song :}), possibly not least because of the very sexy performance of it in the Shadow of Light live video, and it was still pretty sexy tonight.

Other highlights for me were a very spooky "Hollow Hills", singalong Pete to "Kick in the Eye" (Kick! Kick! Kick!), and "St Vitus Dance" mixed into a storming cover of "Transmission". I'd never realised before how similar Pete Murphy and Ian Curtis's dancing styles were! At the end of "Stigmata Martyr" they stopped for a few minutes and the stage went dark but they didn't go off. The two more conventional breaks between encores had mercifully brief gaps too. It was a long show, I'm pretty sure they went on around 9pm and didn't come off till 11pm.

The only slightly jarring thing was a cover of a Dead Can Dance song (thanks Ed), a requiem, which was beautiful but broke up the rhythm of the night. We'd already had "Hollow Hills" and then had the tempo pick up and it didn't seem the right moment to take it down again.

"Ziggy Stardust" was clearly the big crowd pleaser, which I've always thought was a bit of shame as on record it's such a carbon copy of the original and not as interesting as their other covers, but they really owned it tonight. They also played "Telegram Sam".

They finished with "Bela Lugosi's Dead", of course. Murphy changed out of his white shirt and into a black tshirt and cape and the years just fell off. I swear the guy got younger as the night went on, perhaps appropriately for that song...

At first I was enjoying the show mostly as an exercise in nostalgia, and enjoying seeing how things had changed, but as the band and the audience warmed up I got so into it and by about eight songs in was absolutely swept away. It wasn't one of my live music as religious experience nights, but it was a great performance and a fun gig.

Magic.

[1](anyone want to save me going through my entire Bauhaus collection when I get home? Burning From The Inside, thanks Matthew. Never was one of my favourite Bauhaus albums.)

Guardian review of Manchester gig.

~~~

Oh, and yes, I wussed out of going to Dead and Buried. Christa and I got on the Victoria Line, sat down, and realised we weren't going anywhere. Maybe next month. :}


~~~

Killing Joke are playing Koko on 5th April, is anyone else going?
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I wish I'd written this last night. Not only because I want to remember every single detail but also because I slept restlessly reliving the show and writing this in my head. I need to exorcise it because it's just impossible to continue with the mundanity of daily living while it's still in my head.

where violence and love collide inside )
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I've seen Killing Joke three times now. The first time was in Edinburgh at the Network in 1991. Afterwards my friend Marisa and I went to a club, which I've since discovered was run by [livejournal.com profile] bootpunk and [livejournal.com profile] zotz. It was a great gig, and Jaz scared the hell out of me, staring into the crowd like he was memorising faces for doing dreadful things to later... I saw them again a few years later at the Mayfair/Garage in Glasgow on the Pandemonium tour and they weren't quite as good, but they were still pretty scary.

Jaz didn't scare me at all on Friday, but I had a great time. He looked terribly pleased to be there and seemed more like he was recognising old friends in the crowd, and perhaps he was, Killing Joke have been around more than 25 years now and have a devoted and loyal fan base.

Geordie was as aloof and utterly cool as ever. I'm told Paul Raven didn't look too happy, but I couldn't see him because a bloke who reminded me of a very tall version of [livejournal.com profile] mr_tom was blocking my sightline. The drummer wasn't Dave Grohl in the end, but he did a good job.

They opened with Communion, which was strong, but then they went into Wardance, which was absolutely storming. Much jumping around and singalonga Jaz ensued. Actually it was that sort of night, lots of bouncing around and joining in at the chorus. Jaz even seemed to encourage it. I seemed to have been lucky to be near the bit of the pit that apparently had NMA fans in it, they were pulling each other up and generally looking out for other people, but I heard the audience was aggressive and pushy elsewhere.

I can't remember everything that was played, but we definitely got The Wait, Complications, Requiem, Primitive, (it was heavy on the first album, which suits me fine) Darkness Before Dawn, Money is Not Our God, Whiteout and Asteroid. They went off for a few minutes and then returned for an encore of about three songs. They were joined onstage by a female violinist (Jaz told us to be nice and welcome her and afterwards they gave her a bouquet of flowers) for the final song Pandemonium, dedicated to their merchandise guy, Jester, who sadly couldn't be there as he has cancer, because it's his favourite song.

I really enjoyed the gig, they played lots of my favourite songs (I was actually disappointed that Wardance was second, as that's my very favourite and it's nice to have something to hope for and look forward to) and the atmosphere was strange great!

Probable setlist (looks about right!)

Communion
Wardance
Sun Goes Down
Primitive
Darkness Before Dawn
Total Invasion
Requiem
Butcher
Money is not Our God
Frenzy
Asteroid
Whiteout
Wait
Complications
Psyche

Inside the Termite Mound
Blood Sport
Pandemonium
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On Saturday I went to see Mudhoney performing Superfuzz Bigmuff as part of the Don't Look Back season from the All Tomorrow's Parties promoters, a series of performances of classic albums. Superfuzz Bigmuff was originally only a six track EP but they were billed to perform the later compilation Superfuzz Bigmuff plus Early Singles so I wasn't worried that it might turn out to be a very short gig as I briefly had been for The Stooges doing Fun House. And they certainly crammed them in.

I'm in two minds about the Don't Look Back season. The idea is that you hear a classic album played in the order it was intended and the wondering about whether you're going to get your favourite track is removed - you know in advance what you're going to hear. The thing is, I quite like not knowing what I'm going to hear, it makes it all the more exciting when they do play my favourite track, and the order that works well on an album isn't necessarily what's going to work live.

Mudhoney seemed a little ambivalent about this at first too, this was the second night and they started by announcing that they would open with Touch Me I'm Sick and then play Sweet Young Thing and would be sticking to the setlist and they made it sound like it was all just too predictable and not punk rock for words. (Later on they made a comment about just forgetting about the set list and playing freeform jazz which raised a cheer.) I wondered briefly if it was going to be a lacklustre performance because of this, but I needn't have worried. They opened with a blistering Touch Me I'm Sick and I immediately regretted not being down in the mosh pit and made moves to get there. There was a pronounced audience split, with the back half being much less involved than down the front but once I got about halfway down it was much more fun.

The highlight for me was In and Out of Grace, but the rest of the crowd moshed around a lot less than I expected, and I was shocked to hear some moron shouting "boring" during the fantastic drum solo. Halloween didn't translate live as well as I'd have hoped, I actually like Mudhoney's version better than Sonic Youth's original, but that apart it was fantastic.

They went off for about five minutes at the end of the set and then came back and played what was really another set rather than an encore. I confess I lost track of Mudhoney after Every Good Boy Deserves Fudge and I didn't know any of the tracks they played in the second set, but I really enjoyed it anyway. I'd have loved to hear Let It Slide or Here Comes Sickness but I suppose they'd had enough of playing old stuff in the first set. Mudhoney are very much still around, they weren't dragged out of retirement for these gigs, and they're looking good. Mark Arm in particular must have a fucked up portrait in his attic.

The last time I saw Mudhoney was almost exactly fourteen years ago, August 1991, with Hole and Captain America in support, so they were probably playing much the same songs as on Saturday night. If my memory serves me well (although that's in doubt because until I checked I was convinced I'd seen them in 1990 and apparently they did play some tracks from the album Mudhoney) they were actually better on Saturday.

One last thing, we missed the support band as it was an early gig and we had transport problems, but the last minute or so that we did hear made me think Bird Blobs are one to watch out for. They're playing the Buffalo Bar in Islington on Thursday.
zoo_music_girl: (Nick and Rowland)
Last night I went to see Mick Harvey (of The Birthday Party and Bad Seeds fame) at the Underworld. To me, the Underworld equals small goth bands, home of much missed Uncle Nemesis gigs, so it was weird seeing one of the members of not one but two of my all time favourite bands playing there, in a tiny venue. It was even odder to see the place full of people who weren't goths (although there were a couple). I don't think it was sold out though, I'm sure I've seen the place busier than that.

I watched a couple of songs of the support band, which was either a three-piece called Simon Breed or else the singer was Simon Breed. They were alright, if a bit too determinedly quirky for my taste. I left after two songs and joined everyone else in the back bar, where I also picked up three CDs for £20 (To Have and To Hold, the soundtrack for And The Ass Saw The Angel, and an Anita Lane CD).

Mick Harvey was on stage on 9.30pm on the dot, as per the running order we'd noticed in the box office. I'd have expected no less from the man who managed to keep the Birthday Party in order. This man has organisational skills to put mine to shame, *and* he's rock'n'roll, proof that it can be done! (Although perhaps not by me. :})

There were three of them on stage, Mick, who played guitar and sang, Rob Ellis, who played keyboards and occasionally drums, and JAMES JOHNSTON! (I don't know why I'm putting that in capitals as I expect about ten of you know who he is and only one of you (waves at [livejournal.com profile] inulro) will find that exciting.) Anyway, James Johnston formerly of Gallon Drunk on second guitar and occasional keyboards.

They played a mixture of songs, one or two I recognised from the new album, which is encouraging as I've only listened to it once, but most I didn't know. He did play "Sad Dark Eyes", which was lovely, and one of the encores was "Bonnie and Clyde" from Intoxicated Man.

He played a couple of bars from "Mr Clarinet" between songs at one point and I got a bit excited. He seemed surprised to get a reaction to that one at all, saying he thought that one was too old for anyone to know. (It's an early Birthday Party song.) He seemed to be having trouble keeping his guitar tuned in the sweaty atmosphere so he chatted a lot between songs while he fiddled with it, and was relaxed and amusing. His young son was there too, and he dedicated a song to him. (I know I wouldn't bring a young child to the Underworld, I'm really suffering for the after effects of second hand smoke.)

I really enjoyed it, although it wasn't the awesome experience it could have been, just a very pleasant evening. [livejournal.com profile] naturalbornkaos seemed disappointed but I didn't really have any expectations. I think it was best summed up in something [livejournal.com profile] jhaelan said, "this is music to drink whisky to". Not life changing, but I'm glad I went.
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I had a great time at the Queens of the Stone Age gig last night. It started off badly, with the band making us wait around for ages and no support (reminders of Siouxsie at the 100 Club), but they made up for it by being excellent, and actually apologising.

I started off near the front of the back but as the gig started it just got too packed and I got fed up being crushed up against complete strangers. I watched Simon make his way forward as I made my way to the back. I stood right at the back for a couple of songs, including "The Lost Art of Keeping a Secret", which was great because I had room to dance and could see the stage quite well, apart from a pillar blocking my view of Josh Homme (I was paying more attention to Troy van Leeuwen in a really cool suit and haircut anyway) but then I decided I was missing out on the gig atmosphere so I moved forward again and found a good spot near the pillar where I wasn't being barged into too often and could see everything quite well.

I don't really know QOTSA's stuff very well, having only got into them since I've been going out with Simon, but they played everything I know except "The Hanging Tree", which was a slight disappointment because I really like that song.

They're a mismatched looking band, looking as if they should be in at least four different bands. The guitarist matched the drummer nicely, who also had short black hair and was stripped to the waist showing a slim but muscular torso and tribal tattoos, but the singer was a tall, well built redhead in denim, the bass player was a scruffy bloke in a woolly hat and the keyboard player looked like she'd been pulled in out of the nearest goth pub.

They played quite a varied set. There was a bit of guitar noodling including rock, some bluesy bits and some more spacy, laid back stuff as well as the actual songs. It was really good stuff. And oh my God it was loud. I didn't realise quite how loud at the time but my ears are still ringing this morning. "Songs for the Deaf", indeed. I really must remember to take my earplugs to gigs.
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patti smith made me cry. twice. )

I feel very grateful that I was able to be there and I'm sorry for those who couldn't get tickets for whatever reason. It felt like the sort of gig that people will be talking about for a long time. Wow. How do you give a standing ovation when you're already on your feet?
zoo_music_girl: (solveig)
I am not a Dead Can Dance fan, I own one album which to be honest I've not really listened to much, and I went along because I thought it would be a good show and an experience I'd enjoy. I did.

My first exposure to the band was on the 1987 4AD compilation Lonely is an Eyesore to which they contributed two tracks, The Protagonist and Frontier. I can't actually remember what the first of these sounds like, but the latter was a gorgeous blends of drums and That Voice.

I don't much care for Brendan Perry's vocals, I tend to find them dull and monotonous (and was amused and agreed with [livejournal.com profile] laurelei that he sounds like Neil Diamond at times), but I could drift away to Lisa Gerrard's voice all night, and indeed I was surprised to realise that the concert had been two full hours, with just two very short breaks between encores.

The sound was gorgeous. As well as Lisa and Brendan there was an assortment of other musicians, who changed instruments for practically every piece and sometimes during the same song. I don't even know what some of the instruments were, and I sometimes found it hard to tell what was synthesised and what was live, but it sounded good.

They played a wide mixture of styles and songs. There were Eastern influenced swirls and Medieval sounding hurdy gurdy, there were songs that were just Lisa and a soaring synth and one that was just Lisa's vocals without backing. There was even one song with Brendan singing, which Lisa actually left the stage for, which sounded to me more like country and western than anything else. I definitely strongly preferred the songs with Lisa as a focus.

She was wearing a rather dramatic outfit too. Barefoot, with a huge billowing gown in sunshine yellow, she looked like she'd been transported from another place and time. For most of the gig she had a stand for her instruments which was covered with a white cloth and in the changing coloured lights it sometimes looked like part of the dress, they matched up so neatly.

Lisa apart, the light show and the visuals were not anything special. I'd have been as happy to close my eyes and listen, and indeed did that a couple of times. It was a lovely concert, and the first song nearly brought tears to my eyes, but after that I just wasn't emotionally engaged and I'm not sure why, although I was very tired. I did enjoy it though, and I am glad I went.

I do hope the Forum gig tonight is as good, and that the audience show the same hushed reverence we enjoyed last night, but my experience of Forum audiences makes me sceptical. I believe that this is not a show that can be enjoyed with someone chattering a few feet away.
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Einstürzende Neubauten were absolutely awesome last night. The set list was similar to Berlin's except we got Alles as part of the main set and were rewarded for being a great audience (or words to that effect) with a 35 minute track which will appear on the next supporter's only album.

I can't really put my finger on what made last night's gig even better than last year's (and at the time I thought that one was amazing enough), but they were just so tight, and so obviously enjoying themselves. It was a great atmosphere.

I'd managed to persuade [livejournal.com profile] childeric to come along. I'd played him a few of their tracks (not even necessarily the more accessible ones) and he'd thought they were pretty good so came along out of curiousity and really enjoyed it. His main comment was that the music made more sense live, and I think he was slightly surprised by the humour. He's got this thing about Fiona Music being full of po-faced miserable bastards.

I had a bit of a sad fan girl moment and spent a fortune on merchandise, but I got a really nice t-shirt (dark grey with turquoise Mensch) that fits me perfectly, the new authorised book No Beauty Without Danger, an English translation of the title of their song Keine Schönheit ohne Gefahr (German book title: Nur was nicht ist, ist möglich, which is a lyric from Was ist ist). the re-issued Halber Mensch DVD and a live recording of the concert. I was tempted by an apron (yes, really, black with a little white Mensch) and if I'd seen the mugs I'd have definitely got one or two but I missed those.

After the gig the official supporters went upstairs for a meet up, but I was too tired to hang around to meet the band and felt bad about leaving Simon outside waiting for me, so I just picked up my live recording CD and went home. I don't know what I'd say to them that wouldn't sound fawning and overwhelmed anyway.

An absolutely fantastic show, my only regret is that apparently they won't be playing live again for at least two years, but if the new track they encored with is anything to go by the new material will be worth it.

Edit: Setlist

ACT I
Yu-Gung
Die Befindlichkeit des Landes
Haus der Luege/Armenia
Rampe with Old Instruments (featuring: Thirsty Animal by Alex)
Youme & Meyou
Dead Friends (Around the Corner)
Redukt
Z.N.S.
Ende Neu

ACT II
Salamandrina
Sabrina
Perpetuum Mobile
Sehnsucht
Draussen ist Feindlich
Selbstportrait mit Kater
Kalte Sterne
Alles
Ich gehe jetzt

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