I reckon. Better than I saw him for the whole gig thanks to extremely subtle stage lighting.
Echo and the Bunnymen are no spring, erm, rabbits, you understand. Perhaps that was the reason for the stage-of-darkness at the Metro the other night. My poor little G6 had as much trouble making any sense of what anyone looked like as I did.
Much to the disappointment of Scott – my travelling companion for the evening – the audience was predominantly blokes, with only a few ladies thrown into the mix, all who left us with the impression we were the young ones in the crowd.
Anyway, we couldn't see the band, we couldn't understand one single word Ian said, so thick (but really funny) was his accent, and I didn't know any of the songs they played in the beginning. But then they started working the hits (as I knew them), thick and fast, beginning with Seven Seas and building to a final double- act crescendo of Killing Moon followed by The Cutter. Good stuff, except…
I love The Killing Moon. It's sultry, it's sexy, it's a little bit mysterious. I was enjoying the aged huskiness of Ian's voice with it….
I did mention the crowd was very blokey…
They all sang along! 1000 blokes singing along to a sultry, sexy and mysterious song tend to render it a little bit football-y.This wasn't helped at all by the 'mood' volume control which sounded like a child had tried to 'fancy up' the song by raising and lowering decibels on select verses.
Nonetheless, with all this working against them, Echo (who was not available for the night preferring a real drummer to stand in – I wonder if it was drugs that got to 'him') and the Bunnymen, did a great job and kept me swaying in time.
The Cutter, and all the other tracks I knew, were exactly as I remembered them. Really, that's all you need from a band you were too young to go and see when you wanted to the first time. Special thanks to Scott for taking me – every girl needs a sugar daddy 🙂
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