The Killing Moon

One of the concerts that was truly memorable were Echo & the Bunnymen. At the time, I was going through what could be considered by today's standards, an early goth/emo period. I was into deep, dark, depressing music. I spent a lot of time in Memory Grove,



wandering, and writing really bad poetry. I wore a lot of black, and was pale, pasty white. I even had dyed my hair a two tone of blonde & black, which apparently completely set my parents off and I learned all about quality hair stripper that evening.
It was about this time that I saw Echo & the Bunnymen in concert. Once again, I remember the circumstances around the concert, but not the actual concert itself. Weird, but true.

I also discovered blood red lipstick about this time, so it was quite jarring-pale skin, black clothes  that hid the jiggle and bright lips. I really worked the goth chick look

and I was totally into the whole mopey poetry thing. My other favorite band at the time was Bauhaus so that says a lot.
Billy Bragg was the opening act,

 and all I remember 25+ years later is he sang off key.
The only Echo song I still listen to is The Killing Moon, which burns up my ipod as much as it burned up mix tapes back in the 80's. There's something about that song that I still enjoy after all these years