More like The Sissies of Mercy!

Normally, I'm not one to complain, especially about things I have no control over. Last Thursday I ventured into S.F. expecting to see a searing performance which was to reek with Doom & Gloom by the Godfathers of Goth/Industrial, The Sisters of Mercy. Nothing could have prepared me for the pathetic gig I was to witness.
First I would like to address the line-up for this debacle. Always a crowd fave and original member was Doktor Avananche. Although it is said to constantly being updated, I sense it was showing it's age by the minor strokes it kept having, leaving moments of beatless voids before being jump-started back to life. The only redeeming qualities to these strokes was it let you hear the guitars, if only for a brief moment, which was in dire need of a knob cranked to 11. None of the searing guitar we have grown to love in cuts like "More" and "Doctor Jeep" were anywhere to be found. Come to think of it they DIDN'T even bother to play "More". BASTARDS!!
Next up is the guitarist, with an obvious Benicio Del Toro complex, if you ask me, who was given the dubious honour of being the backup singer. A FEMALE BACKUP SINGER!! I will forever be haunted by the femme site of him craning up his neck as he cooed out "DO...MINI...ON!" in his finest Barry Manilow imitation. HAUNTED!
Rumor has it that somewhere on the other side of the stage was a bass player, but the fog was so thick that I never actually saw him, so I can't confirm his existence first hand, and I don't wish to be part of the rumor-mill.
Speaking of the fog, more like the Cumulonimbus cloud hovering on the stage, that prompts me to declare a new member to the band. Now introducing, the newest Sister... "Inspektor Fog". (any wagers on how long the Inspektor can put up with Unkle Andy's antics?)
Aaaahhhh yes! Unkle Andrew Eldritch...that chrome-domed enigma that belches out verbage from the netherworld. One has a certain expectations of him, let’s be frank. One would expect, dark, brooding…dare I say Beelzebub personified? It saddens me to say that nothing could be further from the truth. The breaking point was when he bopped out on stage for an encore sporting a Canary Yellow Nike football jersey. BONE CHILLING!!! I really doesn’t get any more frightening than that. Another bit of advice to him would be to stop being such a fucking cheapskate and hire a keyboard player. I’ll bet there’s a plethora of them searching for work as we speak…that guy from Animotion comes to mind!
Kudos and hats off to the lighting tech who showed great skill in the use of Orange and Fuchsia. He successfully managed to convert a sinister Goth show into a bouquet of Gerbera Daisies. Excuse me? Where on my ticket does it say The Dream Academy?
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Oh, did I forget to mention they neglected to play “This Corrosion”, too? BASTARDS!!!!!

I think it's called getting old, I saw them in '99 and the reasons I liked them before were not the same. I ended up leaving early.

The video for Dominion, Mother Russia wasn't enough to convince you that you probably don't want to actually see Andy Eldritch?

~~this reminds me of the laundry list of reasons Why I Didn't Get Tickets...
but, i'm sorry that you had such a bad time.

You people have been sippin' on some Haterade. I wish I'd been able to see the Sisters of Mercy.

I wish I'd actually been able to see them, too!

Hahahahahaha!

I saw them in Philly about a month ago. This was the fourth time I'd seen them and I didn't enjoy it as much as previous times. I'm not sure if it was me or them.

I agree that they used way too much fog. My friend thought it was because he was looking old these days.

As for the wardrobe, I think he is still trying to shake off the "goth" label. In fact, I think a lot of people are still pissed off about the "too gothic" business he pulled at Dark Harvest some years back. Audience attendance was sparse (which at least meant I was able to get a lot closer than I normally would have.)