Their show hasn't changed much since they emerged at the start of the decade: everything is still black, bathed in dry ice or dazzled by strobes. If you want to don a leather jacket, turn the collar up and sneer at the world, this is your music. Delivering a two-hour set for just over £15 in these cash-hungry times seems almost revolutionary socialism, and a sense that BRMC are outsiders is crucial to their appeal to audiences who share the band's love of everything black. The San Franciscan band haven't had a hit for years and hardly generate media interest, yet are playing larger venues than ever and continue to attract younger fans. As musical trends come and go, the continued survival of BRMC is a curveball.
