GIG NUMBER THIRTEEN
Who
Terris were, back in early 2000, NME's most-hyped band. History has now proved them to be a flop, albeit a quite talented bunch of flops. They were hardly the revolutionary band that they were hyped up to be but were at least OK, making this trip out just about worthwhile. It seems quite wrong that they were my first gig of the 21st century though! The singer never looked at us once, instead finding a fixed point at the back of the venue he deemed was worth trying to stare out throughout the show. Terris provided an intense and very professional set that was powerfully done. There was a cheer for Searching For The Switches as it was the only song we knew from an NME CD, and a few of the other tracks, notably the first and the last, were pretty good. But it was obvious from the outset that they would never change the world - the guitarist looked way too geeky! Another strange night then, but worth a fiver and the setlist!
Mark: 6.5/10
Terris
Support
Mocca
Where
Wolverhampton Little Civic
When
22nd March 2000
Price
£5.00
Who with
Nick, Reno
Position
At the front, in the middle!
Comments
Unlucky thirteen. This was supposed to be one of the most impressive gigs I'd ever been to: Terris and Coldplay - two soon-to-be-massive groups - playing together in a tiny venue. The night was practically ruined when a sign outside revealed that Coldplay had pulled out due to Chris Martin's sore throat. Totally unforgivable because they never thought of rescheduling it, just came back when they were playing the biggest venue in town. So I missed the chance to say I saw Coldplay when they were tiny. I'll never forgive them, and their no-show at this gig disproves any notion that they really care about their fans! Since we'd already made the effort of getting there, the decision to go in and check out the show was never much in doubt. The support we got were some local band who may had been called Mocca. When they came onstage I was making conversation about how you can always tell what people are roadies by how they dress. I'd then looked at the people coming onstage and picking up instruments, pointing out that they were clearly roadies, and was shocked as they turned out to be the band! They were very mediocre indeed, the only thing they did of any interest being rather lamely dedicating a song to Black Sabbath.
Setlist
Beneath The Belt
Searching For The Switches
Lost October
Windvain
Bonnie
Petrol Hours
Fabricated Lunacy
Crystal Pin
Cannibal Kids
Deliverance
