Back in my darker days, the Sisters of Mercy where something I’d always turn up the volume to 11 and enjoy, so it seemed right to pay my respects and see them live.
The audience, suprisingly, was rather keen, and I struggled for a good seat, even tho it was just after doors had opened. Looking around the room was like stepping back in time - More Big Hair than a Kiss gig? check. Enough smoke to lose a battalion in? check. Crevats, poet shirts and fetish outfits? check. Sunglasses in a dark room? check.
The Sisters of Mercy havent recorded anything for 15 years, following a feud with their recording company, and have since become a touring band only. As such I was expecting to hear alot of new (or rather, unrecorded) stuff, but the majority of the set seemed to be released material, which I certainly wasnt complaining about. It was clear they had worked out their live act and look - lights so epic that all you saw of them was the statuesque silhouettes flashing through the thick smoke. Andrew mumbling through his apocalyptic prose in his deep dulcet voice. Guitar riffs long forgotten, but still so good.
In all the shows i’ve been to, this was clearly the most passionate audience i’ve ever come across. It was nice to be in a room full of people who felt that likewise, the music had been an important part of their lives. Considering the total lack of recent recordings, the fans have obviously decided to continue supporting Eldritch on stage.
On a personal note, they played ‘Lucretia, My Reflection‘, and for that alone I am sated. (All I want now is a Body Electric teeshirt. I tried to buy a shirt there, but sadly, it would seem unreasonable to expect the mechandise store to stock XL or L size shirts… )
The recording didnt turn out well, due to pretty bad sound on the night, but heres a track anyway: (you can hear the crowd really getting into it…)