Firstly, I'm on the back cover. Secondly, the gig was much better than the DVD. Thirdly, this just under half the length of the gig itself. Not that that matters.
With a career wide set - no historical revisionism here - they offer a Greatest Hits Platter that pleases everyone and no one. A moshpit of sychronised Grandad dancing for "Hypo Full Of Love" erupts into some Morton Rave 1992 Flashback during the encores, as the entire room wobbles as one.
The central schtick - of techno cowboys transplanted to urban Brixton - is born of love, a sense of the theatric and the absurd, that makes one realise that you can tell the truth most clearly in the midst of a great lie. "Star Wars" says more about George Lucas' beliefs than the essays of a thousand academics. Alabama 3 - by becoming the improbable - by living the Outlaw myth, not of being outside the law by definition, but by following their own moral code - are The Outsiders in the classic tradition. Aware of the absurdities of the life we take for granted and seeing this world for the Grand Conceit that it actually is. As we try to reach God with our skyscrapers, the further we fall from the spiritual in our quest.
Rooted in all of this, their moral sense, the one that recognises laws as means of control and maintaining the status quo as opposed to providing moral guidelines, burns brighter than a thousand suns. Alabama 3 see themselves as, quite rightly, saviours, aiming for the Glory Bound Train, uniting their disciples in a fiercely moral (yet never po-faced) set that, if it were believed by more, would change the way the world is, because it could, just could, change the way people see the world. And that's enough hyperbole.
Great music brings people together. Dance To Techno as the classic-retro-futuristic leanings of their army of bleeps accompany a Blue soundtrack from the year 3012. Or something. I don't know what it is, but I like it.