Un génie 🖤🖤🖤

I loved SDC and right up to and including Love, but I just couldn’t take the leap to the metal era. Paid a fortune to see the 8323 tour just to relive these heady days ❤

ouvir pensando nela,

I had this cassette. Then Love came out & I loved it. When Electric came out I was PISSED. I thought it was warmed over Led Zeppelin but grew to love this album too.

This song is a commentary on how the "hippies" didn't fit in. Why they didn't is easy. The hippy movement was manufactured to undermine the anti war movement. It wasn't natural. I met a lot of old people now that were hippies and they grew up, went to college and now are retiring from long careers. The same thing is happening today in politics. Its clear to see

Endiablé ce truc....

For those of us who remember - its a long way from the Tin Can in Brum, and NMA. Thank you Ian (and Justin), wherever you are...

2024 and this still sounds as fresh n relevant as it did then. My #1 fave 80s band.

Epic

Banda espetacular.👏👏👏👏🇧🇷

Dude I grew up on this! I’m turning 28, I listened to this when I was 14 on this channel! Thank you for uploading!

Lang geleden

Powerful song. Love the guitar in this version especially. Piece of magic 🖤

10,5/10. I have got a vinyl! ❤

Their best years , late 80s it all went downhill 👍

This was a big hit in Vancouver, peaking at #2 on CKLG on July 8, 1967, and at #2 on CFUN on July 15.

Beste Nederlandse band ever!

Jamie’s bass tone is so butter.

One of the first gigs I ever saw! Blown away by the energy of this band and saw them another 6 times thru the years. Nothing matched this gig!!

Ive got to say the build up was giving me anxiety

Trop bon !!! 👍👍👍

Reminds me of my youth, girls with crimped hair smelling of soap, Diamond White Cider and a sense of optimism

Galloping drums, baselines that kill, shearing guitars and Ians amazing vocals, its bloody brilliant, always will be,, Alright!! 😂

When I saw this live in Stafford in 1984 I was BLOWN away !

Jim Morrison is back and his name is Ian. Go west my man.

It’s difficult to express how important this album is to me. Ripping off the cellophane, as the album came through the post, more excited than ever before, my hands were shaking. What do I play first? What a choice! The album I had been waiting to hear after seeing every London gig from when Southern Death Cult and Theatre of Hate took advantage of the musical transfer window and out came two bands, equally powerful for this tigger-like teenager to run in both tribes and play cowboys and Indians. We weren’t fighters, we were a tribe of raucous Indians. The first night I heard Jamie Stewart’s bass thwang, as Billy appeared with the Gretch with his immaculate hair, then Ian was out there, vocals so powerful, the war paint, the movement, this surge of awareness that these were magical times. These were OUR times. Our bands, who were in front of us. We were of that same generation. We could finally say that ‘we were there’; This was our generation. Dreamtime Live at the Lyceum was such a pivotal moment for those of us that were there. Brilliant gig, whole band looked and played great. The Lyceum was my favourite venue in London (no gigs any more at that great theatre - it is now the home of the Lion King). Fantastic sloping flooring from the bar along the back to the front of the stage. No seats down there. You could safely see from pretty much anywhere you stood, but you wouldn’t be able to stand still for long. We all danced our own dances, sang along, flailing arms and stampy legs, with no fear of slipping over on that sticky sloping floor. Friendly surges and waves through the crowd as people danced their way to the front and then danced back out for a breather. The live album had to go on first, just out of a disbelief that things could get any better at that very moment. Boom!! The gig was so well produced that we could actually be heard singing in between songs. This was it! My existence on this earth was confirmed on vinyl, I was a part of that. This was my time. Been a funky, defiant, free spirit ever since. Death Cult was crossed out on our tickets for the next gig. The USA was calling and the money and the lifestyle was well deserved. The Cult started their transformation in sound and style as the same four guys of Death Cult. It was a name change, but it was still our sound. The tragic loss of Nigel became that moment that Dreamtime was safely logged in the memory bank. We were all there then. These were our times. Thank you Ian, Billy, Jamie and Nigel.

Greatest voice in alt music. Greatest band too

👍👍👍

when Ian sang.....

The red head is literally taking it in, in a trance. Understandable, wow

My fav song

Love Ryan …

We can offer you everything, everything was on offer aswell, wished they'd have kept preston and tried to curtail addiction fir the sake of the amazing drums, bass, their brilliant sound back then, could have all been different and a stronger band if they realised, guess they were riding a wave and had pressure from ambition and music moguls at that time. This is brilliant tho. Best line up. ❤

Sorry about my previous post. I meant to say this came to me driving home from work because of crows. What a fantastic song. I remember it from God knows when and I cant think of anything that sounds remotely like it.

I'm 57. Saw The Cult twice in Manchester around Dreamtime era, during the transition from Death Cult. I can't recall the first gig apart from the fact I know I watched them twice in my life, but the second one was, I'm sure, near the Hacienda, in a place where the dancefloor was raised and the floor bounced more than anywhere I can remember. I reckon there were railway arches nearby and I went on a Wednesday sometimes (I lived in Wigan) for goth/alternative night and they put Tension by Killing Joke on one time and my memory says I was lifted off the floor. Ian Astbury was a God, then. Just before She Sells Sanctuary. I love that record, but for me the Love album changed everything regarding the cult, and not in a good way.

I think she was a pretty darn good singer. I wish she would have made a record of Even When You Cry, which she sang on Ironside but only in fragments.

At their Best 😎

I bought this on VHS in ‘90. Changed my life. Many thanks! CFFC!

my favorite flower is the carnation a divorice lawyer flower was my dad the other flower was my mother whos life was sad and deep

Preston was a great drummer, had a good feel to his playing, very sad drugs got in the way of it all. Wonder if theres any recordings of his bands after The Cult with him on it. Easily their best era, rest in peace Nigel.

Every time I hear this song I picture a Navajo warrior on a peyote trip, walking on top of a massive moonlit mesa out in the Southwestern desert, while a rising thunderstorm forms behind him. And he comes across a wooden post with four crows nailed to it, and we enter the song.

this whole video should've just been a closeup of the drummer! crime!

I wore this tap out in highschool.... my favorite era.

I had the video of this way back when and the cassette of Dreamtime which had the whole of this concert (almost) as the b side. I still consider it about 35 years after i first heard it in the late 80's to be one of the best gigs/concert video's i've ever seen and heard. I've been to over 100 gigs in my life and seen 100's more on tv and that includes seeing the Cult live in Glasgow 4 times over the year from 1991. Going to see the Death Cult tour in November where they will paly some of these songs, cannot wait.

Music....,

Respect Jamie Stewart. Amazing bassist

Ahmon dieu😢😢😢😢

Great New Zealand punk rock

i wish they dug this one up again.