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== Leeds Polytechnic, Leeds, England, UK == | == Leeds Polytechnic, Leeds, England, UK == | ||
− | The 2nd night of The Sisters of Mercy's 10th Anniversary in 1991.<br/> | + | The 2nd night of The Sisters of Mercy's 10th Anniversary in 1991 and the introductory concerts to their [[Gigography#1991|45-gig Tour Thing II]]-travels in 1991.<br/> |
− | An [[Leeds Polytechnic 17 February 1991|audience recording from this night]] is in circulation among the fanbase...<br/> | + | The first one was a '''free''' gig the Reptile House Members at [[Sat, 16-Feb-1991|Leeds University]] the night before.<br/> |
+ | <br/> | ||
+ | An [[Leeds Polytechnic 17 February 1991|audience recording from this night]] is in circulation among the fanbase... see down below for a [[Sun, 17-Feb-1991#Review_/_Press_cutting|press review of both gigs]].<br/> | ||
<br/> | <br/> | ||
− | |||
== Setlist == | == Setlist == | ||
* [[Afterhours]] (Intro) | * [[Afterhours]] (Intro) | ||
+ | |||
* [[First And Last And Always]] | * [[First And Last And Always]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[Lucretia, My Reflection]] | * [[Lucretia, My Reflection]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[Body And Soul]] | * [[Body And Soul]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[Ribbons]] | * [[Ribbons]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[Dominion|Dominion/Mother Russia]] | * [[Dominion|Dominion/Mother Russia]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[Alice]] | * [[Alice]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[Amphetamine Logic]] | * [[Amphetamine Logic]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[Detonation Boulevard]] | * [[Detonation Boulevard]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[Burn]] | * [[Burn]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[Marian]] | * [[Marian]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[This Corrosion]] | * [[This Corrosion]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[Gimme Shelter]] | * [[Gimme Shelter]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[Flood II]] | * [[Flood II]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[Temple Of Love]] | * [[Temple Of Love]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[Something Fast]] | * [[Something Fast]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[Jolene]] | * [[Jolene]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[Vision Thing]] | * [[Vision Thing]] | ||
+ | |||
* [[1969]] | * [[1969]] | ||
<br/> | <br/> | ||
+ | ==Review / Press cutting== | ||
+ | <span><font size="5">'''RETURN OF THE PRODIGAL'''</font></span><br/> | ||
+ | PIC: ANDREW CATLIN<br/> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <span><font size="4">'''THE SISTERS OF MERCY - LEEDS UNIVERSITY / LEEDS POLYTECHNIC'''</font></span><br/> | ||
+ | |||
+ | {| | ||
+ | | '''ELDRITCH''' is playing a dangerous game coming back here. | ||
+ | | positively heroic, the victorious cry of a champion back from | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | Some people have never forgiven him for the things that went | ||
+ | | on the ropes. | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | on after the split. They're out there now, waiting for him to fall | ||
+ | | ''"Thanks... for everything."'' No, Andy. Thank you. | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | on his face. And, you know what? He very nearly does. | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | '''SUNDAY''' | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | '''SATURDAY''' | ||
+ | | If yesterday saw Eldritch coming dangerously close to losing | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | If the mask of detachment that for so long shadowed Eldritch's | ||
+ | | his grip, tonight he takes no chances. He's in ferocious form, | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | every move has finally begun to slip, tonight it almost crashes to | ||
+ | | laying waste any suspicions that his gargantuan self- | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | the floor. But Eldritch has never stuck to the expected and he can                   | ||
+ | | assurance and artistic belief might be faltering. The | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | always be relied upon to immerse himself into the sort of | ||
+ | | performance of ''"Ribbons"'' is the most grippig few minutes of | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | situations which, by rights, shouldn't concern him at all. All the | ||
+ | | the whole weekend, Andy turning his flock like a scorned | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | dry ice and lighting technology on offer cannot conceal that | ||
+ | | messiah: ''"I tried to tell her about Marx and Engels, God and'' | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | here is a man walking a very public tightrope. For years now, | ||
+ | | ''Angels/But she looked good in ribbons!!"'' | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | he's hidden behind hats, beards, silence and sunglasses, but | ||
+ | | The band have transformed overnight into a powerhouse of | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | tonight he lies harshly exposed. | ||
+ | | electric overload. Where last night's ''"Amphetamine Logic"'' | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | ''"First And Last And Always"'' and ''"Amphetamine Logic"'' are | ||
+ | | sounded lame and insecure, tonight it whips itself into a | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | always safe bets, yet the band seem ill at ease, delivering | ||
+ | | panicked frenzy, all staring eyes, motor-beating hearts and | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | these pinnacles in far too robotic a fashion - the mechanised | ||
+ | | ''"nothing but the night to live for"''. | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | efficiency of this unproven line-up falling far short of the | ||
+ | | Steve Sutherland's criticism of the Wembley show re: the | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | implosive tension of the original band. Eldritch senses trouble, | ||
+ | | drum machine, appear to have been noted. Not only are the | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | and yet, at his most vulnerable, pushes himself further, | ||
+ | | band militarily rehearsed but the rockier songs from the | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | removing his shades to reveal an Andrew (a man who always | ||
+ | | insubstantial new LP have been shelved, their sheen-like guitar | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | knows a good Bowie when he sees one) as the strung-out Major | ||
+ | | wank unsuitable for the thud-fizz of the Doktor's metal beat. | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | Tom of the ''"Ashes To Ashes"'' vid, a frail, ashen, chain-smoking, | ||
+ | | Indeed, this a far less rocky incarnation of the Sisters than | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | paste-eyed figure, wracked by worry and punishing doubt. | ||
+ | | expected. Andreas Bruhn, in particular, retains that stark, | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | &nsbp; As the drum machine false starts the intro to ''"Burn"'', | ||
+ | | European decadence of the records, and Tony James, for all | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | Eldritch stands metaphorically naked, the crowd responding | ||
+ | | his sins, just plays bass. No clashing egos here. Only Tim | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | with a cruel, excruciating chant: ''"Let's all laugh at Eldritch"''! If | ||
+ | | Bricheno is unconvincing, displaying the same pedestrian | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | the first five years of the Sisters were spent creating an elaborate | ||
+ | | tendencies that gave us the dullard ''All About Eve''. | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | enigma and the last five in stretching it to breaking point (the | ||
+ | | Tonight, though, Eldritch could tear us apart if backed by the | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | white suit, Patricia, the adoption of Tony James and MTV rock), | ||
+ | | Portsmouth Sinfonia. He's Burton, Presley and the Devil rolled | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | now, surely, Eldritch has gone too far. | ||
+ | | into one, and I even caught a Humphrey Bogart impression | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | Suddenly, something twitches. Eldritch hunches over the mike | ||
+ | | during ''"Alice"''. Hecklers are neatly disposed of, as are the | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | like some strange psyche-out of Alvin Stardust and wrenches | ||
+ | | songs - a shimmery, sensual ''"Body And Soul"'', a monolithic | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | out ''"Marian"''. He grins at the crowd, delivering a devastatingly | ||
+ | | ''"Dominion"'' and a storming ''"Vision Thing"''. Andy's thespian | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | impressionistic vocal and hanging, drained, over the mike | ||
+ | | tendencies are foremost during ''"Temple"''; glancing at the | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | stand long after the song has ended. Things click quickly after | ||
+ | | crowd like a harlot giving the come on and giving an | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | this. ''"This Corrosion"'' (Eldritch as Robert Palmer as Bryan Ferry) | ||
+ | | admirable impression of a helpless imbecile. | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | crackles, the band finally looking into that dread-filled, | ||
+ | | The shades are off again for ''"Jolene"'' ("Look, nearly human") | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | deadened groove that made their mentor's name. In a snatch of | ||
+ | | and the stops are out for a crushing ''"1969"'', which closes the | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | ironic theatre, Eldritch ''raises an eyebrow'' a la Roger Moore as | ||
+ | | weekend and a decade's worth of Sisters in a chaos of | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | he lashes out the ''"Hey, now, what is this?"'' refrain with mock | ||
+ | | frazzled, strobe-lit intensity. | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | surprise. From God knows where, the enigma returns. | ||
+ | | As Eldritch walks away, he leaves the tingling taste buds of a | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | ''"Gimme Shelter"'' is a cold, brooding eulogy, despite | ||
+ | | thousand baying for more. Another 10 years, perhaps? | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | Bricheno's overly matter-of-fact playing (yes, Wayne is the best | ||
+ | | Some people are so undemanding. | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | | guitarist the Sisters ever had) and ''"Temple Of Love"'' is | ||
+ | | '''DAVE SIMPSON''' | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |} |
Revision as of 02:16, 27 January 2017
Leeds Polytechnic, Leeds, England, UK
The 2nd night of The Sisters of Mercy's 10th Anniversary in 1991 and the introductory concerts to their 45-gig Tour Thing II-travels in 1991.
The first one was a free gig the Reptile House Members at Leeds University the night before.
An audience recording from this night is in circulation among the fanbase... see down below for a press review of both gigs.
Setlist
- Afterhours (Intro)
Review / Press cutting
RETURN OF THE PRODIGAL
PIC: ANDREW CATLIN
THE SISTERS OF MERCY - LEEDS UNIVERSITY / LEEDS POLYTECHNIC
ELDRITCH is playing a dangerous game coming back here. | positively heroic, the victorious cry of a champion back from |
Some people have never forgiven him for the things that went | on the ropes. |
on after the split. They're out there now, waiting for him to fall | "Thanks... for everything." No, Andy. Thank you. |
on his face. And, you know what? He very nearly does. | |
SUNDAY | |
SATURDAY | If yesterday saw Eldritch coming dangerously close to losing |
If the mask of detachment that for so long shadowed Eldritch's | his grip, tonight he takes no chances. He's in ferocious form, |
every move has finally begun to slip, tonight it almost crashes to | laying waste any suspicions that his gargantuan self- |
the floor. But Eldritch has never stuck to the expected and he can | assurance and artistic belief might be faltering. The |
always be relied upon to immerse himself into the sort of | performance of "Ribbons" is the most grippig few minutes of |
situations which, by rights, shouldn't concern him at all. All the | the whole weekend, Andy turning his flock like a scorned |
dry ice and lighting technology on offer cannot conceal that | messiah: "I tried to tell her about Marx and Engels, God and |
here is a man walking a very public tightrope. For years now, | Angels/But she looked good in ribbons!!" |
he's hidden behind hats, beards, silence and sunglasses, but | The band have transformed overnight into a powerhouse of |
tonight he lies harshly exposed. | electric overload. Where last night's "Amphetamine Logic" |
"First And Last And Always" and "Amphetamine Logic" are | sounded lame and insecure, tonight it whips itself into a |
always safe bets, yet the band seem ill at ease, delivering | panicked frenzy, all staring eyes, motor-beating hearts and |
these pinnacles in far too robotic a fashion - the mechanised | "nothing but the night to live for". |
efficiency of this unproven line-up falling far short of the | Steve Sutherland's criticism of the Wembley show re: the |
implosive tension of the original band. Eldritch senses trouble, | drum machine, appear to have been noted. Not only are the |
and yet, at his most vulnerable, pushes himself further, | band militarily rehearsed but the rockier songs from the |
removing his shades to reveal an Andrew (a man who always | insubstantial new LP have been shelved, their sheen-like guitar |
knows a good Bowie when he sees one) as the strung-out Major | wank unsuitable for the thud-fizz of the Doktor's metal beat. |
Tom of the "Ashes To Ashes" vid, a frail, ashen, chain-smoking, | Indeed, this a far less rocky incarnation of the Sisters than |
paste-eyed figure, wracked by worry and punishing doubt. | expected. Andreas Bruhn, in particular, retains that stark, |
&nsbp; As the drum machine false starts the intro to "Burn", | European decadence of the records, and Tony James, for all |
Eldritch stands metaphorically naked, the crowd responding | his sins, just plays bass. No clashing egos here. Only Tim |
with a cruel, excruciating chant: "Let's all laugh at Eldritch"! If | Bricheno is unconvincing, displaying the same pedestrian |
the first five years of the Sisters were spent creating an elaborate | tendencies that gave us the dullard All About Eve. |
enigma and the last five in stretching it to breaking point (the | Tonight, though, Eldritch could tear us apart if backed by the |
white suit, Patricia, the adoption of Tony James and MTV rock), | Portsmouth Sinfonia. He's Burton, Presley and the Devil rolled |
now, surely, Eldritch has gone too far. | into one, and I even caught a Humphrey Bogart impression |
Suddenly, something twitches. Eldritch hunches over the mike | during "Alice". Hecklers are neatly disposed of, as are the |
like some strange psyche-out of Alvin Stardust and wrenches | songs - a shimmery, sensual "Body And Soul", a monolithic |
out "Marian". He grins at the crowd, delivering a devastatingly | "Dominion" and a storming "Vision Thing". Andy's thespian |
impressionistic vocal and hanging, drained, over the mike | tendencies are foremost during "Temple"; glancing at the |
stand long after the song has ended. Things click quickly after | crowd like a harlot giving the come on and giving an |
this. "This Corrosion" (Eldritch as Robert Palmer as Bryan Ferry) | admirable impression of a helpless imbecile. |
crackles, the band finally looking into that dread-filled, | The shades are off again for "Jolene" ("Look, nearly human") |
deadened groove that made their mentor's name. In a snatch of | and the stops are out for a crushing "1969", which closes the |
ironic theatre, Eldritch raises an eyebrow a la Roger Moore as | weekend and a decade's worth of Sisters in a chaos of |
he lashes out the "Hey, now, what is this?" refrain with mock | frazzled, strobe-lit intensity. |
surprise. From God knows where, the enigma returns. | As Eldritch walks away, he leaves the tingling taste buds of a |
"Gimme Shelter" is a cold, brooding eulogy, despite | thousand baying for more. Another 10 years, perhaps? |
Bricheno's overly matter-of-fact playing (yes, Wayne is the best | Some people are so undemanding. |
guitarist the Sisters ever had) and "Temple Of Love" is | DAVE SIMPSON |