“Where’s the revolution? Come on people, you’re letting me down!” croons Dave Gahan, eyes shut, wiry frame swaying, as if addressing an angry mob inside his own mind. Synthesisers fill the claustrophobic, wood panelled rehearsal studio in Manhattan with a fizzing, bubbling, brain melting wall of sci-fi sound.
His band mates are all focussed on their own instruments, whilst road crew peer into laptops, as Gahan clambers higher on his imaginary soap box. “You’ve been kept down, you’ve been pushed round, you’ve been lied to, you’ve been fed truths,” he sings.
With pencil moustache and goatee, dressed like a 1930s gigolo and swishing his behind with rock star flamboyance, the Depeche Mode frontman makes an unlikely rabble-rouser. But there is simply no denying the battering ram power as the British electronic group blast through their latest single in rehearsal for a summer stadium tour. “Who’s...
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