I think the first time we played this was as part of a Last FM session in a studio at London’s Docklands. We had all gone out a little too late the night before and only realised the studio was actually on an old lighthouse boat as we loaded in. The boat was airless, boiling hot and rolling around with the tide and I had a right time of it holding in the contents of my stomach as we played through some of our new songs. It wasn’t much fun, and didn’t help having a camera mounted right in my face to capture my discomfort and transmit it on the internet forevermore.
Welcome to the Black Gold Archives. Explore the timeline as it chronicles sixteen tracks that make up the Black Gold greatest hits record and discover stories from each song. Videos, photos and memories written by the band and people who lived through every era of Editors. And, most importantly, add your own memory to the archives and let the whole world share in it. Every memory that is shared will be added to the archive. A photo of a tiny, sweaty gig in the early 2000s… A grainy video taken from your old camera phone thrust in the air while you lived out your favourite festival moment… Or maybe words. A story, a moment, a memory.
Explore the Black Gold Archive at your leisure and share in the moments that crafted Editors. And don’t forget to leave something to show the world that you were part of the journey too.