It was Saturday night and Creaming Jesus (then one of my favourite live bands) were playing the Borderline. Was there any doubt I’d be there?
Creaming Jesus always had a fantastic energy around them, and the mosh pit (something many people don’t equate to ‘goth’ bands all that often) had the right balance between physical-yet-friendly. You knew you were going to get some hits, but nothing you couldn’t take 😉
The support bands were both ok, nothing spectacular, but Creaming Jesus were (as so often) great.
After the gig a large group of us descended on a popular old haunt of mine… The Catacombs in Manor House. The Catacombs was the first club I had been to and I pretty much lived there most Friday and Saturday nights from the ages of 16-18 – eventually abandoning it to Full Tilt at the Electric Ballroom, Rock at the Astoria and a little late Slimelight in Angel.
I still have very fond memories of The Catacombs. It was a really nice goth/metal/alternative club.