Tons of happy memories. Low Life wasn’t just an album, it was an era. An era that began with the summer of 1984 gigs and the introduction of four new songs, that seemed to evolve before our very eyes and ears. All of them seemed to go on for ever, all of them seemed to be a blend of electronica and powerful high bass, the definitive New Order sound. Things boded well, and the August 84 tour was the highlight of the year, with 20 minute medleys of EGG, Temptation and 586, a diverse selection of venues from Sunderland to Margate, Chippenham to Cornwall. All topped off by the musical orgasm that is Perfect Kiss.
The band reappeared in January at Blackburn after four months writing more songs, and hit us for three consecutive nights with a barrage of new material, the bulk of what was to become Low Life. Every song a gem in the live environment, it was all very promising. I can still remember (in fact, I still have it on tape) the excited words of John Peel “and now we have the first two of tonight’s four tracks from the new New Order LP. I haven’t heard it yet and I am as excited as you are” (cue the drum intro to Love Vigilantes). Perfection. It sounded better on record than we’d hoped. Let me at it now!!!
Two more songs had also crept into the live set – we didn’t know at this stage whether they would be also on the album, would be singles or maybe B-sides. Neither had a title either as far as we knew, one had no words and one would pass for LWTUA at the very start.
May 1985. I almost ran home with my precious vinyl copy, replete with tracing paper sleeve. It didn’t leave the turntable for weeks, make that months. Yes we could all have gripes about some of the production, no bigger than the gripes the band themselves apparently had (and it was they who were behind the desk). Yes it was too short. Yes the editing was typically Factory amateurish, particularly on Elegia and Perfect Kiss (which should never have been on there in condensed form). Where was Let’s Go, with or without lyrics? Who cares?
As soon as I hear those drum beats that signal the start of Love Vigilantes now, I am immediately transported back to a happy time with plastic palm trees, sleeping in cars, waiting for the postman’s call with another live tape, waiting for the next gig to be announced, trying to find out what they’d played in Japan and Australia. Not much changes over time!