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I saw SATB last night at the Vic in Chicago. I spent over $80 and four hours of driving to see them, and I left the theater crying. The most recent song they played was "Cities In Dust" (which turned out well when I heard it, though it was odd to hear the ringing bell melody played on guitar). They essentially ignored a decade of wonderful music in favor of b-sides, obscurities, and their older, weaker (IMO) material.
I don't need a night full of their most radio-friendly tunes, but a nod to Hyaena, Peepshow, The Rapture, or Superstition would have been appreciated. I've been a fan since I was 11 years old and I feel that they didn't even bother to throw me a bone because I was unlucky enough to be born in the 70s. I was achieving consciousness while they were starting out and that, apparently, exorcises me from their chosen cadre of fans.
On the bright side, Siouxsie's voice was perfect, the energy was immpeccable, and Budgie's enthusiasm carried every song. I don't mind HOW they did it-- just WHAT they chose to do.
It was a nasty backhand knock to anyone with the temerity to enjoy their better-selling albums, their growth as a band, or their experimental adult tunes. I expected more and left feeling that I'd wasted my time and money.
― Madolan, Monday, 22 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
sixteen years pass...
What a load of masturbatory claptrap (I don't mean the show, I mean my review). More people needed to tell me to shut the fuck up in 2002.
― Alex in NYC, Thursday, 10 January 2019 22:29 (five years ago) link
Oh wow, AlexNYC! Heck!
Anyways, I have no doubt you were right in 2002, so hey.
― Mark G, Friday, 11 January 2019 15:10 (five years ago) link