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My first experience of standing tightly crowded in a field for the love of music was not the euphoric epiphany it promised to be. To be fair, it was a long, long time ago; I was fifteen and fragile. Some of my fellow patrons were fearless and fighty. I retreated to a safe spot and tried not to think of the Battle of the Somme. Somewhere in a different postcode, I could vaguely make out one of my favourite bands doing their thing.
Read MoreThe sold-out signs are up in West London on a Sunday night for the second evening of Dead Can Dance’s London stop on their European tour. The dates are their first since 2013 and the area in front of the Apollo (that’s the Hammy O to those of us of a certain age) is incredibly congested as waves of fans attempt to navigate a sea of cold steel security barriers. Dead Can Dance defy genre classification and on this particular night it’s possible to spot the young and the trendy rubbing shoulders with a good number of black-clad Goth types, while the majority of the crowd have obviously been following the band since the early 80s.
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