There is a lot to dislike about VNV, but I have to say, every time I have seen them they have been exactly what you would expect a VNV Nation show to be like having only heard an album. It would have been next to impossible for them to let me down, but all the same, they did not let me down.
VNV played a club I installed. I showed up to see them and showed Ronan some pictures I got of him at a previous show (they're pretty good; I may dig them up). Ronan was appreciative and asked for copies. Then it was revealed that VNV's monitor mixer was sick; could I mix monitors? Well, sure. It's been a long day (I was on a deadline at work, had probably put in 12 hours of AutoCAD) but it's my rig, why not. Fortunately VNV had a "helper" who could help wrangle the stage. Unfortunately "helping" meant the mutherfucker disconnected every single cable and rearranged them so they'd look better. Yeah. We did a soundcheck and VNV's "helper" essentially reset everything to zero. Here, figure out a monitor mix, live, on the fly, in front of 700 people. Guess who Ronan yelled at, all night, over the PA, to the audience? Was it the "helper" that completely fucked their show? Or was it the guy who showed up as a fan on 4 hours of sleep and was working for free to do them a favor? Best part is I had it all on Minidisc. I kept it for a long time. Then I realized nobody cared but me, myself and I and I let it go. But I would still happily punch Ronan Harris in the face again and again and again.