Marillion 2nd Convention Weekend
March 14th-17th 2003
Butlins Holiday Camp, Minehead, UK
Ed Sander, Derk van Mourik & Bart Jan van der Vorst
Friday March 14th - Arrival at Butlins
Last Friday March 14th two flights left Amsterdam's Schiphol airport. One was headed for Bristol airport and the
other for Gatwick airport, and both were carrying several Marillion fans, among which representatives from your
very own DPRP team. Derk and Bart landed in London and before long they were driving a rental car westwards to
England's west coast. In the meantime Ed spent a couple of hours on Bristol airport chatting to two Marillion
fans from Veenendaal (Bernard) and Hannover (Karsten). Bart & Derk picked Ed up in the afternoon and
then the group continued their journey towards Minehead, making a quick stop for some groceries.
Around 5 o'clock we arrived at the Butlins holiday camp where this year's Marillion Convention would take place.
Soon it became apparent that the Butlins organisation did have a couple of 'slight' problems dealing with the
horde of Marillion fans suddenly flooding the camp. How else would you explain having to wait in an
enormous queue for more than one and a half hours? Because of this we nearly missed the opening act of the
weekend, Gazpacho. After we were checked in, we hurriedly dropped off our stuff in the small apartment
that was booked for us and made a bit of a run for the main hall. In the end we were only just in time to
hear Gazpacho hit their first note.
Gazpacho played a 45 minute set, all of which was taken from their debut album Bravo. Attendance was a bit low,
because half the convention attendees were still at the check-in. The band managed to convert quite a few people,
as evidenced by the fact that copies of the album changed hands at the convention merchandise stall like they
were copies of the latest Harry Potter novel. It was very satisfying to see Gazpacho live at last, because we've
had quite a few dealings with them over in recent times. A full review of their gig and new album will be
During some of the quieter parts of their set we became aware of what must be the horror of any
fervent concert attendee: the venue was above a discotheque, of which the sound system was actually so loud
that you could hear and feel the low bass drones through the floor. And as you may know,
Gazpacho (and Marillion, too, for that matter) play considerably slower than the average
disco-record. This booming from underneath the floor continued the whole weekend, but fortunately it was only
apparent during quieter songs.
We skipped the White Buffalo performance to get something to eat in the Fish & Chips restaurant where even the sausages and chicken tasted like fish. Remarkable experience, not to be repeated. We also noticed how most of the other facilities of the Butlins camp had a high fairground content, making the whole seem like a second rate amusement park with some bungalows built around it.
Perhaps it is a thing us 'mainlanders' don't understand, but we were told that there's a whole string of
these holiday parks all along Britain's south-west coast, among which of course was last year's Pontin's, and that
they're hugely popular. As we were kindly explained by a British Marillo fan, all these attractions are
necessary to give people something to do when they have to stay inside because of bad weather. Wot bad weather?
Every time there's a Marillion weekend there's bright sunshine all weekend!!
In comparison to last year this holiday camp was a whole lot better though. Much better apartments, better facilities, better concert venue (apart from the discotheque underneath) and in general a whole lot bigger (but more on that later).
We got back to the Centre Stage venue just when White Buffalo rounded up their set. Their equipment was
removed from the stage and Marillion's gear was made ready for their first performance of the weekend.
The stage curtains were closed, only to open again at exactly half past 9. To our amazement two young blonde
attractive girls dressed in bikini's emblazoned with the UK flag and carrying big cardboards with 'Round One'
printed on them started parading at the front of the stage, and before long, Steve Hogarth came on stage
dressed in a boxer's robe and boxing gloves for the performance of Gazpacho.
A complete rendition of the Afraid of Sunlight album followed, once again proving the classic status these fine compositions have gained over the past years. This was one of the highlights of the weekend.
Even a track like Beautiful, which most fans didn't really care for when it was first released, sounds
fantastic when played within the context of the whole album.
The title track and King were fantastic, as always, but the real treat was the first ever
performance of the original, electric, version of Beyond You. Unfortunately this was also the point where
the DJ in the discotheque underneath decided to play some ultra-fast dance record, so it was difficult
to concentrate on the beauty of the song. Tracks like Gazpacho and Cannibal Surf Babe, which
Marillion have played in alternate (in Derk's opinion inferior) versions during some post-AoS concerts, were played
in their original versions tonight.
The main set was closed with two encores, the first of which was a brand new song, Faith, a nice and sensitive ballad in the vein of the Beatles, which featured Pete Trewavas on acoustic guitar and Steve Hogarth on Bass (!).
The almost obligatory Easter closed the set and also the recording of the AoS DVD which the band would try to release the same weekend. Initially this was to be the end of the first evening's set, but the band had decided to swap some things around in the program. On the Saturday night they were to play some new tracks from the upcoming album, but it was decided upon to play four more new songs - in various stages of completeness - on Friday. Much of the material had a semi-ballad form and there were clear bluesy influences here and there. The first was called Angelina had a laid back jazzy feel, not too far removed from the sound of House. The next one was called Neverland, or Huge Neverland as Steve Hogarth called it. And huge it was, as it featured about six minutes of guitarsolos, which reminded us of Mark Knopfler and Snowy White. The big drawn-out guitar solo's seem to have returned. Joy !
Least interesting of all new songs was Don't Hurt Yourself Anymore, which sounded a bit like a new song in the series of 80 Days, Tumble Down The Years, etc in other words, a bit of a throw-away pop song.
The last of the new tracks was once again of epic proportions, Pacific Rower which once again featured huge guitarsolos. Can't wait to hear the finished product - now it's just hoping they won't do a Holidays In Eden on this one and change it all around!
The evening finished with the ever great Garden Party during which the audience sang along as loud as possible, trying to make themselves heard in the discotheque below and tell the people there just how we felt about their music spoiling ours ("I'm rocking, I'm f&*&^%#$!!")
An interesting side note for us long songs anoraks: the four new tracks with Garden Party together lasted a full hour. If I tell you Garden Party lasts about seven minutes, plus a minute or two total in between tracks, you work out the maths!
When the band had left the stage we hung around for a while, meeting several people, ranging from interesting to irritating. Since we were all pretty knackered by that day's journey we returned to our apartment around one o'clock.
Saturday March 15th -
In the afternoon we headed for the Highwayman Pub, one of Butlins' facilities which was fully reserved for the Marillion fans. It was here that two Marillion pub quizzes would take place. The results of the first one were announced when we walked in and ordered our first pints of the day. Initially we were only planning to have a beer and watch the quiz, but some weird flash of inspiration made us decide to join in as a team. Since most of the other teams used Marillion-inspired nick names as well, we felt we couldn't stay behind and after a quick brainstorm we signed up as the not entirely politically correct "The Inferior Zulus" (a name which only marginally topped less controversial names such as "Holidays In Butlins" and "Misplaced Manhood").
The Conquest of the Inferior Zulus
The quiz turned out to be good fun. It had 4 rounds with different categories, ranging from 'Places' with questions like
'Where does Steve Hogarth end up at the end of Interior Lulu ?' and 'Where did Steve Hogarth's first
live performance with Marillion take place ?'. to 'Film and TV' e.g. 'What song includes a line referring
to Apocalypse Now ?'. Most fun however was 'To Japan and Back'. In this category, the first line of a Marillion lyric had been translated into Japanese and back into English using on-line translation tools. The results were hilarious, and it was up to the participants in he poll to guess what songs these corrupted lines came from.
Since we had not done all that bad we expected to end somewhere half-way in the top 10 of contestants.
Enormous was our surprise when the quizmaster announced that we were tied for first place with another team!
We managed to give the best answer to the tiebreak question and so we won the quiz, and won the 'Golden Anorak Award'. We received an
award certificate signed by the band, plus vouchers for free copies of the AoS DVD which was to be released
the next day.
In the evening our apartment was invaded by the Norwegian lads of Gazpacho, where Bart interviewed them for DPRP. When the beer in our fridge had run out they left, leaving us with no drinks to wash down the two curries Ed had prepared for that evening. This unexpected interview made us miss the gig of Aziz, but we did catch a couple of songs by Martin Grech ..... poor us. This was another 'fine' example of the dubious choices of support acts for the weekend. It really amazes me how the band could have chosen all these loud, alternative Radiohead and Nirvana wannabees to entertain the crowd. Then again, support acts at Marillion gigs have rarely been interesting (with possible exceptions of Porcupine Tree, Pendragon and erm... well others).
Ed: "It did however spoil some of the fun for me during the weekend; I would have thought the band would have been able to make a selection which actually matches their own subtile and professional sound."
Derk: "On a slightly more positive note, I didn't think Grech was all that bad, but I would have
definitely enjoyed him more under other circumstances. As it was, the styles were just too disparate."
As it would later turn out the audience was pretty much divided on the subject. About half absolutely loathed the performance, whereas the other half loved it. The same would actually happen with the next act, John Otway, although that was more of a 20-80 divide.
John Otway, a middle-aged guy who had scored two minor hits over a period of 25 years turned out to be a complete nutter. Besides his own hilarious material he also performed brilliant versions of Blockbuster (using a guitar with two necks ..... pointing different ways!), I Will Survive (in Bob Dylan style) and Body Talk (using a Theramin, a weird antenna-like instrument which causes strange noises when you come near it, as well as drum pads which he put in his pockets and triggered by striking preposterous poses - fantastic!) and a heckler's version of House of the Rising Sun (There is ..... WHAT ?! ..... a house ..... WHERE ?! ..... in New Orleans ..... WHAT'S IT CALLED !? ..... they call The Rising Sun ..... etc). This 30 minute show had us nearly split our sides with laughter. If John's ever in your area, make sure you go and see him.
Derk: "I must say that I liked him much more for the stand-up comedy side of his show than the musical side of it. Very enjoyable, nonetheless."
This evening's Marillion show consisted of a countdown of the top 10 songs which resulted from the Internet vote. This seemed like a great idea, and probably those who have rarely seen the band perform live loved the show to bits. And unlike last year's great idea this time the band actually had a chance to rehearse these songs. Somehow, it didn't quite work though.
Just like last year with the Marillion lottery, they had called for the services of an announcer, this time in the form of Big George from BBC radio, who announced the top 10 positions after which the band would play the concerned song. This has been done by Roger Waters as well during his KAOS on the Road tour. Problem was however that the DJ was trying to be funny but failed miserably, besides being pissed as well. Just like last year this slowed the show down considerably and once again during the gig there was no interaction whatsoever between the band and the audience during the top 10.
Still the idea would -hopefully- result in some songs that have rarely been played live and/or some old time favourites. Unfortunately the fact that a large part of the convention attendees came from countries where Marillion seldom or never play, it turned more into a favourite track list, rather than a seldom played list.
It started out pretty unexpectedly with A Few Words For The Dead. This track actually ended up in fourth position, but the band had decided upon swapping some of the songs around for a better 'flow'.
Two of yesterday's encores, Easter and Garden Party had ended up on 11th and 14th position respectively, and the band continued with the number 12 on the list: Dry Land. It really surprised me to see this one so high in the poll, and probably the band as well, so that must've been the reason for inclusion in the set.
Bart: "I loved it though, although not my favourite Marillion track, I had never seen them do this one live before."
Bart: "Next up was When I Meet God followed by the song that I hadn't voted for, but secretly had hoped it would make it into the top 10 nonetheless: White Russian. This was played during the Afraid Of Sunlight tour, which I regrettably had to miss -despite having a ticket for it- due to school commitments at the time."
With this song the DJ proved to be a genuine DJ (i.e. an ignorant twat) by announcing this song as a 'drinking' song.
Hogarth did a good job with it, even though he seemed to sing it in a lower key than Fish's original.
Another unexpected one, but also not played since 1997 live was Estonia. From this point onwards however, the setlist consisted mainly of favourites that have been been played during most of the recent tours. The This Town trilogy for example. Fantastic, but also featured in nearly every tour since its rediscovery in 1997, and played during almost every Marillion gig in the past two years (including last year's convention). The same goes for Sugar Mice and Warm Wet Circles/That Time of The Night. Terrific songs, really, but not really rare live material either.
One that is, is the always fantastic Berlin, which has only been played on a few occasions since 1991 (most notably the 1996 Made Again tour and the 2000 Zodiac gigs).
The number one wasn't a surprise, but it was a real treat. Not played with Steve Hogarth since 1992, and celebrating its 20th birthday this year: Script For A Jester's Tear. This one nearly blew the roof of, or the floor actually. The jumping of the people caused the floor to bounce so much that I feared it would collapse and we all would end up in that dreaded discotheque downstairs. The floor held though and we safely reached the end of the song.
Ed: "For some reason the old Fish era material didn't go down with me as well as during last years Night of the Jester performance by Fish himself. I would personally have preferred a selection of songs which are fan favourites but are rarely played live."
Bart: "I disagree with Ed here, as I felt Fish's performance was utterly destroyed by the poor acoustics of the venue he played in. Also, nostalgia factor aside, both band and vocalist did a better job at the song tonight."
Derk:: "Script was definitely the highlight of the weekend for me. This song is so powerful, both
lyrically and musically, and the hundreds of Marillion fans singing along at the top of their lungs (yours
truly included) made this an unforgettable rendition."
The band left the stage, but not before long the DJ reminded us that he had announced a joint number 1 position. The band returned for the ever great This Strange Engine. Rare live material? Not really. Top 10 material? Definitely. Joint number one with Script? Bollocks! Good encore though? Certainly! :-)
As during past years performances the 'blue pain' section of the song was extended and used by Steve to give his opinion on the coming war in Iraq, using lyrics by Sting from Spirits in the Material World ('there is no political solution, to our troubled evolution') and Russians ('there is no such thing as a winnable war, it's a lie we don't believe anymore'). A nice touch to the evening.
The band returned for two more encores, the first of which was obviously one of their own choices: Cover My Eyes (voted 45th in the Internet poll) followed by The Space... (another favourite that is performed all too rarely and ended up at number 26 in the poll)
Once again, this set is a Marillion fan's ultimate wet dream, yet the fact that so many songs have been played so many times before (and many of them recently) made it a bit disappointing. I can understand how people from Marillion-poor countries would vote for some of these songs, but five of the 13 songs played tonight were also played during last year's weekend!
Then again, you can't have a fairer way of choosing a setlist than a fan poll, so there.
The complete list of voted songs can be found here. It is really surprising to see how low the Brave material ended up in the list. The first Brave track to appear is The Great Escape, which at number 32 is flanked by tracks such as Enlightened, Splintering Heart (Moles version), The Release and Born To Run.
After the show, the main hall, which was a big, wide structure with bars on both sides, stayed open until
2 o'clock. Unfortunately, the lack of atmosphere in the hall combined with the DJ's choice of obscure 60's
and 70's music did not really create a party mood among those present.
That evening, Bart and Derk ended up at a party with the Norwegians, while Ed had made his way back to the
apartment through hordes of drunken campers to catch up on some extra sleep.
Ed: "I find it quite difficult to accept how sloppy the choice of musical entertainment around the Marillion performances (read: support acts and choice of DJ) has been and how it spoiled much of the weekend's fun. 'Close but no cigar' is how I would sum up this second evening."
Sunday March 15th - Swap the Mix
When we arrived back at the main hall there was an enormous queue lining up towards the entrance,
running all through the fun fair of Butlins. Must have been at least 100 meters. Fortunately once the doors
were opened the queue disappeared very quickly
and we were back in the immense 'Center Stage' hall.
First item on today's agenda was Swap the Band, which -just like last year- turned out to be one of the highlights of the weekend. For every song one or more band members would leave the stage to be replaced by fans who had auditioned via tapes and had been carefully
selected to play with the band. Most of the time this resulted in a fine display of talent among the fan base.
First up was Frenchman Jean Niederlander, who drummed on Cover My Eyes. Having heard the band perform the same song the night before, it struck me how, even with such a seemingly simple rhythm like Cover My Eyes, the change of a drummer can change the whole sound of a song. Not that Jean did a bad job, far from it, but it just sounded different.
American Dennis Cheatham did a fair job singing Quartz - certainly not an easy choice. He was followed by Darren Newitt who gave a whole new (almost metal) spin to the all too familiar solo in Kayleigh - great stuff! At the start of the song he seemed a bit unsure and uncomfortable strumming those gentle chords, but the solo was definitely more up his street.
Once again Hogarth had to leave the stage, this time to be replaced by Michelle Aragon, who gave the song A Collection a whole new dimension with her angelic voice. Very nice - wouldn't mind seeing this as a bonus track on some CD or DVD in the future.
Next up was Brigitte Kreigenhofer and she too proved a wonderful replacement, this time it was Pete Trewavas to bite the dust when she took over bass duties for Map Of The World. A hilarious moment followed when Pete refused to leave the stage after handing over his bass to Brigitte. H said something in the vein of "go on, push off" and Pete seemed genuinely pissed off by that remark. H threw him one of his maracas to "give him something to do" which Pete then tossed into the audience, like an annoying school boy. Great hilarity, but didn't really seem a joke at the time.
The next song was the only song from Brave to be played in the entire weekend: Alone Again In The Lap Of Luxury on which Tom Vance did a fair job playing the guitarparts.
They saved the best for last. For Incommunicado two members were replaced. Massimiliano Salani took over
keyboard duties from Mark Kelly, while Richard Egan took the mike. Both did a fantastic job. Massimiliano played
a note-perfect rendition of Kelly's fiddles and solo, while sporting a Wakemanesque stage outfit.
Richard Egan sounded neither like Fish nor Hogarth, but it was his enthusiasm and the way he 'played' the
audience that really made him stand out and steal the show.
As a final 'encore' almost, was Matt Coffey, who had played some fantastic drums last year on King. Last year he had had to sell his drumkit to come over for the convention, apparently this year he sold his house, so the band had decided (last minute) to let him do one song with the band as well. Unfortunately for Hogarth he chose to play The Space..., which H had sung only the night before. "I hoped I'd never had to sing that one again" exclaimed H before the start. He managed fine though, and Coffey did his usual best behind the kit, even though he wasn't as heavy metal as last year.
Following the Swap the Band event we got the Questions and Answers bit. The band was in a good mood and therefore the whole thing ended up being an informal, tongue-in-cheek affair with several highlights, like the band members trying out each others instruments, with Ian Mosley playing piano, Pete Trewavas drumming and Mark Kelly pretending not to be able to hit a triangle. Also, the Convention Book with loads of pictures from fans who had donated to charity and had been photographed was raffled during the afternoon.
Next up was Marillion Mix, the brainchild of Steve Hogarth, in which musicians from Marillion and support acts would be randomly chosen to play a classic song. Unfortunately, this didn't really seem to work. Most of the bands had mysteriously disappeared or certain musicians did not really know how to play the concerned songs. It also resulted in long interruptions of utter chaos between the performances. Nevertheless we got some fine pieces of spontaneous fun, with perhaps Born to be Wild being the best. For this song, John Otway was picked as vocalist (imagine a load cheer of enthusiasm from the crowd here) while Peter Trewavas was assigned to play John's Theramin appliance. Especially this combination resulted in a hilarious performance. I almost laughed my head off. John's attempt to play a gentle part on his Theramin during Fake Plastic Trees was a moment to remember as well. The chaos ended with the band playing Wish You Were Here to which Steve
Hogarth forgot the lyrics and Pete, who knew the lyrics, started singing but his mike was switched off. So the crowd took over from him. Nice moment.
Marillion was to end the afternoon with a short set, for which they picked two of the new songs because they had 'seemed to go down well on Friday'. Good to hear the new stuff again, but I would have preferred to hear some more classic Marillion tunes instead as their last performances of the weekend (as a full band that is). Seemed like a bit of a lazy choice to me.
Not long after the last note of Neverland was played, people started to run for the merchandise stands
at the other side of the camp to buy a copy of the Afraid of Sunlight DVD, as if there were only a few
copies available. The Marillion crew had however done some good thinking and had placed several people selling the DVD along the road towards the location of the merchandise stand, thus avoiding the formation of enormous queues (which is a good thing because we had seen enough of those already). Amazingly, they had actually managed to film a show and get it on sale only 40 hours later !! Now, all we could do was hope that it was a good one. A review of this DVD has already been published on DPRP recently.
We skipped the two support acts of this evening to grab a burger in one of the camps restaurants and returned in
time for the performance of Stranger By The Minute. This hobby band of Steve Rothery and Peter Trewavas turned out to be a nice closing act for the weekend, playing all kinds of good old classics by The Beatles, Tom Petty, ZZ Top and others. The crowd, partially equipped with inflatable guitars, really seemed to like them. Steve Hogarth replaced the band's singer (not really the best frontman I've seen) for Drive My Car and Come Together while Mark Kelly and Ian Mosley also joined in for a song or two.
After the performance of Stranger By The Minute a new DJ took over and his choice of material was a lot better than on the previous two nights, also judging from the large group of folks having enormous fun with their inflatable guitars. Since we were pretty tired from the hours of standing and drinking beer, and since we had to leave the holiday camp by 10 AM the next day, we didn't make it a really late one this night.
Monday March 15th - Staring out over the Bridge
After packing and tidying up the apartment we left the camp around 10 o'clock. Since Ed had to be at Bristol Airport only at 2 o'clock and Bart and Derk would fly from London as late as 7 PM, we decided to take a little trip to the Severn Bridge. After some slight difficulty in getting as near to it as possible without actually having to cross it and pay the 9 pounds toll (!!) for crossing the bridge and back, we finally got a good view of this location which plays such an important role in the Brave story. The weather was slightly foggy and the low-tide had dried out most of the river, but that didn't keep us from enjoying the view and making a whole series of silly pictures, using self-timers on the camera's. The Inferior Zulus promo shoot, so to speak. A fun way to end a fun weekend.
A few weeks later we actually found out this wasn't the Severn Bridge at all! Between the release of Brave and our visit a whole new bridge has been built and the M4 motorway has been rerouted! This couldn't spoil the fun we had however. But thanks to all the people rubbing it in after reading the review :-)
Ed: "When I finally arrived back home at 8 PM that evening I looked back upon the whole weekend. Had it been fun ? Yes it had, but largely because of the company I was in. Would I do it again ? Probably not. Besides the fact that al of this had cost me a small fortune I think I might have had higher expectations than could be met during the course of the four days. Like last year, I still think that the band has found a relatively easy way to make a shotload of money. I still haven't figured out if they should be applauded or criticised for this initiative. It's probably a combination of both. The whole AoS DVD is of course a nice souvenir, but it also seems like a cunning plan to get even more money from the fans while they're there. Besides this, the weekend did have a few disappointments, as described above. But still, it was a weekend worthy to remember ... in all possible ways."
Bart: "Partially agreeing with Ed, I relativize the whole thing a bit and compare this convention to last year's. The band and management have made all efforts to improve all the low points of last year: better accommodation, no/shorter lines at the merchandise and autograph sessions, better venue, better stage/sound etc.
Unfortunately, many of last year's high points had also disappeared. The main thing lacking was atmosphere. The whole place was just too big. Last year everyone you met was a Marillion fan, this year it was difficult to even find certain people. I have friends of whom I know they have attended the convention, yet I have not been able to meet up with them! Last year, after the gig, everybody went to the bar, which stayed open till late. This year, the only option was to stay in the concert venue (big, unattractive and no atmosphere at all) or spread out to the many apartment-parties that were held. I didn't have a problem with non convention attendees being present in the holiday park, but I disliked the fact that there was nowhere to go for us after the music had finished.
And worst of all the prices. We only came from relatively close, yet spend a small fortune. Imagine people flying over from the US or Australia. And then to punish them with charging 3 quid for a beer ($5) or 8 quid for a hamburger (that's 14 bucks US!)
So would I go again next time? Possibly yes, I'm still crazy after all these years, but I for one am glad that the band announced that the next convention is more likely to be held in 2005, rather than next year. May I be so bold as perhaps to suggest mainland Europe?"
Derk: "I had a pretty good time, actually. I liked most of the performances I saw, the quiz was hilarious
(especially the fact that we won it, against all expectations), the company was great (tnx to my fellow
travellers, the guys from Gazpacho, and others I met during the convention), the beds were good, Ed's cooking
was fantastic (and his snoring inaudible, thank the gods!) and the weather was fine.
In many ways it was better than last year, in some ways it was not. For instance, I really had a blast
at the end-of-convention party last year, but this time it just didn't really happen. Much has been said
about the Marillion-ness (or lack thereof) of all the aspects of the convention itself, so I won't go into that
too much. About the prices, I will only say that it is a known fact that England is expensive. Besides, it's the
venue that sets the prices for the bars. It's not something that Marillion can change, so blaming them for it
is useless, IMO.
On the subject of the next convention and would I go there again: yes, I probably would, but it would definitely
be great if it would be held on the mainland this time. Then again, doesn't everyone want Marillion to play in
Friday, March 14th
"Before First Light"
Cannibal Surf Babe
Afraid Of Sunrise
Out Of This World
Afraid Of Sunlight
Don't Hurt Yourself Anymore
Saturday, March 15th
"Marillion Top 10"
A Few Words For The Dead
When I Meet God
The Rakes Progress
Warm Wet Circles
That Time Of The Night
Script For A Jester's Tear
This Strange Engine
Cover My Eyes
Sunday March 16th
"Swap The Band"
Cover My Eyes
Map Of The World
Alone Again In The Lap Of Luxury
Born To Be Wild
You Really Got Me
Fake Plastic Trees
Wish You Were Here
Sunday, March 16th
"Stranger By The Minute"
Gimme All Your Loving
Drive My Car
Come Up and See Me (make me smile)
The Midnight Hour
Heard it Through the Grapevine
Photos © Bart Jan van der Vorst for DPRP (2003)
additional photos by Derk van Mourik