Even health wobbles couldn’t keep Garbage down at emotional charity gig

For any singer, there’s no worse timing to lose your voice than just before one of the biggest shows of your career—especially when it’s for charity.

That was the exact situation Garbage’s lead vocalist Shirley Manson found herself in last night while performing to 5,000 people at the Royal Albert Hall.

The 90s icons headlined Saturday night of Teenage Cancer Trust’s charity concert series, this year curated by Robert Smith.

Shirley had previously explained to Metro that it was a dream to be recognised by a hero of hers, praising Smith’s band The Cure as she shared how monumental their influence had been on Garbage.

So when the 59-year-old singer confessed she was beginning to lose her voice towards the end of the gig, my heart broke for her.

‘I’ve got laryngitis,’ Shirley said, asking the audience to help her out by singing along, which we eagerly obliged.

Her revelation came during a short break in the explosive set, in which she drank a whisky to ‘help soothe her throat’.

Surely that’s also why bandmates Butch Vig, on drums, and Duke Erikson, on guitar, needed a drink too. Solidarity, of course.

Despite her ill health, Shirley powered through the show, and her fading vocals were only really audible when she was speaking, which she did often.

If you arrived at the concert last night unfamiliar with the Scottish singer, you got to know her as soon as she took the stage.

Shirley spoke freely and passionately about issues she cares about, including trans rights, which she often mentioned during the show.

She blasted the recent decision to remove trans girls from the Girl Guides as ‘nonsensical’ and ‘cruel’, pointing out that it probably only impacted a small minority of already marginalised children.

At another moment, she praised those who joined the anti-far-right march, which had taken place in London hours earlier.

Politics isn’t a gimmick for the band; activism is embedded in Garbage’s core, with tracks like The Men Who Rule the World delivering a particularly pointed message.

Shirley previously said: ‘I was brought up to believe that you must speak out where you see injustice. That’s just how I was raised.’

Yet the concert never felt like a lecture, just the pleas of a woman so frustrated by the state of the world she has nothing left to do but sing about it – and boy did she.

You’d never know she was struggling with her voice once that microphone was on.

Shirley played with the crowd, walking into the stands at several points and flinging her arms around fans as she belted through the hour-and-a-half show.

Despite the small venue, the light show was in full force with blinding flashes amping up the drama.

Slower moments, such as The Trick Is To Keep Breathing, leaned into the venue’s haunting vibe and felt incredibly intimate.

Admittedly, there were some minor tech issues with microphone feedback, which seemed to plague opener, Placebo, more than the headliner.

Speaking of which, Placebo were the perfect scene-setter for Garbage, bringing a real 90s melancholy feel to the gig.

I was completely unfamiliar with their music, but I can now see the appeal after hearing their biggest hit Pure Morning among other popular tracks.

However, as a non-fan, the alt sad boy tracks did begin to blend together as frontman Brian Molko rarely stopped to check in with the audience.

What little he did say was endearing, with the singer admitting they were ‘s***ing it’ after two years away from live shows, joking that the stage ‘smells like Donald Trump’.

The whole evening turned out to be emotional, with Shirley even tearing up as she spoke about the honour of performing.

For a band whose reputation is one of bold statements and a rock attitude, the entire concert was surprisingly affecting, bringing home the importance of live music, especially when it’s for a good cause.