It’s 9pm on a Friday night. Terrorvision have just arrived on stage in the small Ballroom at the Dreamland venue. Surprisingly, for a name band pitching themselves at a middle aged audience, many of whom in the local area are affluent and often up for a night out, it isn’t a sell out. The venue is approximately half full, bringing back memories of Carter USM man Jim Bob’s undersold show in the same location in April 2024.
Unlike Jim, though, the lads aren’t sulking about it. Halfway through opening number ‘Discoteque Wreck’ – which attacks with immediacy, driven by a chunky guitar and a bass heavy sound – Tony Wright appears to be thrilled to be on stage. Sporting a very retro, blue-grey checked suit which looks a bit like one of Noddy Holder’s cast offs, he’s centre stage with a beaming grin, dancing manically. The sound is rough, but the energy coming from the band and into the audience is utterly immense. It’s obvious that this is the perfect opener for this fairly intimate show, and midway through the second number, it’s also clear that Wright’s dance wasn’t actually contrived to illustrate the narrative behind the previous song. He’s still lurching about like a man possessed, while the rest of Terrorvision crank out some hard edged riffs.
