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Live @ Gaskins, Linthorpe Road, Middlesbrough UK April 25th 1981

01. WARDANCE
02. CHANGE
03. BLOODSPORT
04. TENSION
05. BUTCHER
06. FOLLOW THE LEADERS
07. REQUIEM
08. PRIMITIVE
09. THE FALL OF BECAUSE
10. EXIT
11. UNSPEAKABLE
12. PSSYCHE (incomplete)

PHOTOS
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“Killing Joke lurk in rock and roll’s shadow world where they weave with electronic instruments of mystic fire magical incantations and dark grinding musical shapes that linger in the air like Aleister Crowley’s opium-scented nightsweats” (dangerousminds.net).
And so it was when Dave and I experienced “The Joke” at Middlesbrough Gaskins in 1981. Gaskins was a club in Middlesbrough town centre which played host to a number of punk gigs in the early 80s, frequented by the same crowd that assembled at the Rock Garden, the Town Hall Crypyt and Redcar Coatham Bowl. The first thing I recall about this gig was arriving to an empty ballroom with a large pentagram set out on the dance floor in front of the stage. The gig started to fill up, and the aforementioned pentagram was inhabited by a fire eater, known as “Dave The Wizard” who then proceeded to breath fire at us, while performing a primeval war dance. Dark spooky stuff. This was the world of Killing Joke at the time, very influenced by Mr Crowley, black magic and the dark side. The line-up was Jaz Coleman on vocals and organ, Kevin “Geordie” Walker on guitar, Martin “Youth” Glover on bass, and Paul Ferguson on drums. Jaz had his face painted with black make-up, and Youth looked very like Sid Vicious. And the music was loud, dark, doomy, pounding and relentless. There was something sinister and unnerving about the evening; a power and energy that transcended the music being performed. This was music from the dark side and took punk to another epic level.
From a fanzine site: “NC: Can you tell us about the fire-eater? JAZ: Oh yes, that’s a long time ago. The Wizard, he used to blow fire. He was a real nut case, that guy. He used to blow fire and war dance. He has not done it for a long time. He had some interesting ideas. He blows fire, this is about him not us, but he blows fire, he does not blow it in the sort of conventional theatre-come-cabaret sort of act. He blows it in a very ritualistic sort of way. He takes fire as being your will, your desire, and he uses it in that way, and it was really good at that time, and it just seemed to fit, and that was it” (No Class Fanzine No 1).

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The Killing Joke live performance is, even on their own admission, in a state of disrepair. After the Middlesborough performance Jaz admits it was a "shit gig". In Leeds the following evening they have to leave the stage twice and nobody argues when I say it was another shoddy performance.
'Wardance' opens their set. Introducing it, Jaz says: "Let's be realistic - we've only got a few years left so let's make the most of it." The song draws a depressing, negative picture. It doesn't seem to offer any hope to the group or their fans - it feels like a visit to the mortuary.
So what happens when the end comes, Jaz? "Look, the ending when it comes won't be through a nuclear war or atomic bombs or any of that shit. It'll be natural disasters like earthquakes and floods. It's just the earth's way of cleaning itself and getting rid of the natural waste. It's like everything - life, rock and roll and the world: it all goes in circles and when the time comes the world will get rid of all the crap and those who survive will start a new civilisation, much better than the last one.
"'Wardance' is just about the way things are - it's about coming to terms with reality, one could say. It's taking a light-hearted attitude to it all; having a bit of a bop and a bit of a giggle. It releases the tension and the paranoia in anyone. In Germany they loved it, they were like wild pigs rushing all over the place."
In Middlesborough the Gaskins dressing room is spacious and allows a number of fans to swan around after the gig telling the group that all in all they are the best thing since sliced bread. One guy gets an autograph on his hand, his jacket, and in his book. The task completed he sits down quietly opposite his friend. Five minutes later he's bent over rigid in his chair and his face is growing very red. "I'm going to be ..." Too late! A little pool of purple puke has stained the carpet but no one takes any notice.

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