First post for me. Review of Ministry gig from last week @swg3 Glasgow.
Firstly, great venue. Particularly for those of us commuting from the east. Easy to park. Simple to get in. Massive hall. Huge bar. Probably get about 1000 in there? I reckon it was full enough to seem busy, but not full enough that it was a pain in the tits. Easy to get through the crowd is what I’m saying
First time since I was a teen I’ve been to a gig on my own. Was fine, other than having nobody to compare notes with afterwards. Things have changed for me since I last gigged on my own, back then I slept rough on the streets of Nottingham without a care in the world. This time I entered the pit with one hand on my phone, and concerns that my wallet, car key, house key and watch were all secure in my cargo pocket. Still, I wasn’t missing out going ‘up front’.
I left Edinburgh late so missed 3teeth, which is a shame but I was there with one track among many classics in my mind I was there for Thieves.
The first time I ever heard Thieves was blasted over the PA at a Megadeth concert in the early 90’s. I’d never heard anything like it. Heavy, but with that industrial groove, it was a song that opened up new avenues in my mind.
First half of the set was all new stuff. It was good actually, Wargasm and Amerikkka being the highlights. Great sound and the band were very tight, with ol Buck Satan himself, Al Jourgensen leading the behind an elaborate mic stand playing harmonica guitars and shrieking vox . Silhouette wise he looks like the guy I remember. Up close, you sense a bit of mileage :haha: but what a performer.
Anyway, I’d googled the set list so new what was to come. Second half of the set was all of the classics. So, I buttoned down my wallet and keys, grasped my phone and headed up front. The Missing... ah yeah, I’d forgotten how good they were. Driving focussed techno energy with raucous guitars and Al howling over the top. Stigmata fuuuuccckkk what a tune. Then turning to my left, a hirsute bearded man in full Jesus robes and a crown of thorns made his way to the front. Ding a ding dang, my dang a long ling long, it was Jesus Christ himself carrying a home made spanner about to get fired into the mosh pit. Hands down the first time I’ve seen Jesus crowd surf.
Then Thieves. ffffffFFFFFFFUuuucccckkkkk. Just outstanding.
It was everything I wanted it to be. And the crowd went bezerk. Or more bezerk. Bezerkerer.
I may have the order slightly awry but perhaps there was another track before they wound things up with an atmospheric old Revco song ‘No Devotion’.
Gig done - the band taking the cheers of the crowd then the doors opened and I was back in the car within 5 mins :haha:
The worst thing about a gig on your jack is that you’ve nobody to compare notes with on the way home. Nor anybody to talk to about the quite ridiculous detour to the M8 from Charring Cross. What the fuck Glasgow :haha: