I was fourteen when I discovered new wave music in general. I'd been into metal and hardrock music for a couple of years, and my interest widened to other types of music that went against the grain of what was in the pop charts at the time. This was back in 1989.
The Sisters of Mercy were all over the place. I had a little network of record stores, t-shirt vendors, wave parties and concert venues where I went to discover new underground music and saw images of the Sisters' artwork and logo everywhere. The first album I actually bought and owned was 1987's Floodland.
The one I'm writing about here, however, is First and Last and Always (1985), which remains a definitive and lasting piece of work, as far as I'm concerned. It's a magnificently bleak and dark affair, yet possessing of a primal drive and clear sense of purpose that makes it compelling and alluring.