A full moon ballooned over the Opera House Forecourt, reflecting off the iconic sails as thousands of fans pushed through Sydney’s typical public transport chaos and signature late-summer humidity. The Forecourt is one of the most spectacular stages in the world, watching the sun dip behind the city while the skyline flickers to life is truly an event in itself, add in one of the most influential bands of all time, and you’ve put together something close to a modern wonder.
It has been five years since New Order last played in Australia, and both nights at the Opera House had sold out long before the band even arrived. Still, that didn’t stop fans from gathering outside by the water, listening in from beyond the gates. Some stretched out on the concrete, sneaking glimpses of the side-stage screens through gaps in the fencing.
Rather than a forgettable pre-show playlist droning over the speakers, the night opened with sets from DJ TinTin and Juno Mamba. Having cutting-edge live DJs set the tone and gave the night a real sense of the occasion.
New Order opened with ‘Transmission’ (Joy Division) backed by montage footage of Australian high-divers. Original members Bernard Sumner, Gillian Gilbert, and Stephen Morris took the stage alongside Phil Cunningham and Tom Chapman. That’s the magic of New Order: they navigate a very long lineage, even weaving Joy Division and Ian Curtis’ legacy into their own shimmering catalogue decades later.
The setlist unfolded like a roadmap of New Order’s evolution, beginning at the iconic ‘Ceremony’ (1981) and stretching all the way to ‘Be a Rebel’ (2021). ‘Age of Consent’ blazed through the air with a restless energy that immediately garnered a reaction from everyone in the crowd. Then came Joy Division’s ‘Isolation’, its mechanical pulse cutting through the crowd like a chill in the air.
‘True Faith’ followed, its familiarity a whole new kind of melancholy. By the time ‘Bizarre Love Triangle’ and ‘Blue Monday’ hit, the energy was unstoppable, the crowd surrendering to the hypnotic waves of synths gliding across the Opera House sails. Clean, powerful, and utterly, utterly, cathartic.
Bernard owned the stage effortlessly, chatting with the crowd between songs, while Gillian held her ground, poised and steady behind her keys. Meanwhile, Stephen was a constant presence, tucked behind the drum kit but never hidden, his rhythm anchoring the performance even when he was out of view. The Opera House’s lighting setup worked absolute wonders, lasers slicing through the smoke, moving like strummed guitar strings. The fusion of technology and atmosphere elevated tracks like ‘Sub-Culture’ and ‘Temptation’, making the entire set feel like we were stepping inside the same futuristic soundscapes New Order have been playing for decades.
And then, ‘Love Will Tear Us Apart’. The crowd had been locked into a collective hum before, and this was the moment of release. People lost themselves entirely, the weight of every memory and meaning attached to that song hitting all at once. Beautiful. New Order isn’t about nostalgia for nostalgia’s sake; it is about legacy, transformation, and the sheer endurance of music that still sounds like the future.
Image credit: Jess Hutton
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