Yesterday I went to Patrick's concert in Nuremberg.
I was there three hours before the doors so we (my mom and myself, yes, my mom, I really couldn't find anybody who 1) knew Patrick and 2) liked his music) sat in our car and watched people coming and going.
I once caught a glimpse of Mr Wolf as he entered the tour bus, which we could see perfectly from our car.
On the wipers of the bus was some underwear which was later taken into the bus by the stage director.
Doors were at 8.30 pm but they opened at 9.00 pm because they had some technical problems.
At 10.00 pm the supporting band The Deer Tracks started to play. Their music isn't THAT bad, but it's not that kind of music to heat up the crowd for the main act.

At 10.50 pm Patrick started to play. All in all he wore three stage outfits. The first one consisted of those cool ancient trousers from Jane Austen movies. In the Napoleonic War those trousers were fashionable, too. He wore a white shirt with a choker and a pair of black rubber boots.
During the first five songs, he seemed really pissed off and fierce.
It later turned out (because he told the audience) that he had massive technical problems with his monitors. The event technician sucked bad. Patrick told him "to fuck off" and affronted him as a "motherfucker" and went off stage.
Before Patrick performed they took ages to fix the monitors, now, after five songs, the monitors still went wrong.

After ten mintues, he returned with a new glittery tunica-esque outfit and golden glittery boots and went on with his show, even though his monitors still didn't worked properly.
Every now and then he talked about swimming in a swimming pool, that his last concert in Nuremberg was five years ago and he bought a beautiful pair of shoes there.

His last outfit was a black overall, black horn-rimmed glasses and black boots.
He apologized that he sounded weird, but it was the engineer's fault. He said this venue here is "a place of love".

It was bloody cold in the Z-Bau. I was only able to sing along at "The Magic Position". I wanted to sing along at every song but I really couldn't. My voice would be wasted today if I did.

Setlist:

Who Will?
Bluebells <3 <3 <3
Damaris <3 <3
Tristan <3 <3 <3
The Bachelor <3 <3 <3

The Sun Is Often Out
Paris
Count Of Casualty <3
Battle <3 <3
Bloodbeat
Theseus <3
Hard Times <3 <3 <3
The Magic Position <3 <3 <3 <3

Kriegsspiel <3
The Stars <3 <3 <3 <3
Wolf Song
Vulture <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I think he played "The Libertine", too, but I'm not sure. oO
"Wolf Song" was dedicated to a woman in the front row, who was a Patrick look-a-like.
I was in the front row, too, but in the front of the fabulous violin player. She's really cool. I loved her make up.

At 12.45 he finished his set.

I managed to grab the set list of the violin player after the gig and grabbed the poster of him on the front door. Bad girl I am. xD

The crowd consisted only of fashion and indie hipsters, sadly. No cool gay people. :/

I got a sore throat now.