Mar 15, 2010 11:45
After a weekend of hip pain, and failing to get to Reptile, I dosed up and dressed up, and made it to the Screaming Banshee Aircrew/Luxury Stranger/Hindley gig at the Turtle. Despite the outfit trauma and pain, I'm glad I did.
Ed was exuding his mixture of charisma and raw sex that makes you blush and forget how to speak (or is that just me?), Jo was as beautiful and delicate-voiced as ever, and it was so good to have real, live drums, driving their sound. I've not seen SBA in 18 months. The set was much more slick, with their talents shining through as they flicked between instruments, charming and wowing us as they went. Hello Mister Hyde shook the room.
I hadn't planned to stay for Luxury Stranger, but 'just the one' quickly turned into the whole set. They are like the Chameleons meeting Pearl Jam and Blue October on a summer day with clouds (god that's a pretentious simile, but I can't find another way to catch all the bits), they're tight, compelling and irresistibly danceable.
They were both amazing, all 10 of us thought so.
Which is a real shame.
Despite the miserable turn out they played with consummate professionalism. They filled the space where the audience should have been with their enthusiasm, passion and music (and literally, too, in Ed's case!), as though they were playing to the hundreds or thousands that they're used to, not a dozen Sunday sleepy goths.
I'm not making one of those 'support your scene' posts, I'm not that much of a hypocrite. To be honest if I'd been flyered and found out that Theatre of Tragedy were playing a farewell gig I would probably have been there too, but I'm so glad I went last night, I wish more people had been there to see it.
On the upside every one of us got one of those special gig moments where you feel like the band is playing just for you ;-)