The concert was much better than I expected yet nothing at all like I expected. There was a long (5-6 foot) thin wooden object onstage. A kind of flute? Peter Murphy came out wearing a long (nearly to the floor) corduroy coat, fastened around his waist. It was turquoise. His hair was fluffy white with tiny hints of the original black beneath (and glimpses of his balding scalp). Most of it was sticking up against its will like he'd recently stuck his finger in an electrical outlet or just left Dr. Frankstein's lab. He walked to the edge of the stage and bowed. A moment later he was twirling his coat around like a cape and dancing in the open space center stage (both guitarists were far off to each side). The first song was over and I wasn't quite sure what had just happened. More twirling, more dancing. I noticed he had a pencil thin mustache and a thin triangle patch on his chin.
Second song. He went over to the wooden "flute" and picked it up quickly, swinging it over his head and then over the crowd. He placed it vertically and posed off of it, one leg in the air. It wasn't a flute after all — it was his dancing staff! And it had its own holder. By song three he had taken off his coat and beneath it he was wearing a green, yellow, white, and black silk shirt with a flower design. Now he looked as if he had stepped out of an early John Waters film.
Peter Murphy is a tyrant. The roadies were constantly running onstage to fix things: the mic stand he knocked over because it was in his way and he didn't feel like moving; his earpiece, which was constantly falling out; and someone even came onstage to button up his shirt after he accidentally flung it wide open. Someone from the crowd gave him something... He took it and then threw it into the corner where his roadies raced to catch it. He tossed the mic behind him and into the drums. At one point his "dancing-staff" rolled off the stage and a back-up staff was quickly brought out to replace it. He was often telling his people what to fix with his finger, pointing at various things while he sang. (All of this was going on at a completely different, much more subtle level... describing it in detail gives a somewhat false impression of the atmosphere.) He yelled at the light man. He pretended to sing some Bowie. The whole time he was dancing and full of energy.
Two Encores. He came out looking completely different: his hair was wet and combed back and he was wearing a new shirt that appeared to be plastic but wasn't (brown with purple frill). This time he played an acoustic guitar. The next song didn't involve the guitar so he danced around with it strapped to his back. He left after three songs and then came back again wearing yet another shirt. Two more songs and then a final good-bye.