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NME - RE-ORDER NEW ORDER Guild Hall, Preston NEW Order are born again. As a rock group. That's the first thought that hits you the moment they hit the stage. But, if it’s true, it's certainly, for once, no insult. As the group's appearance is heralded, hordes flock towards them, the taut thread or anticipation is cut by a chord, and a voice speaks (New Order - communicating?). "We're going to start with a very old one. This is called 'Ceremony;." What else could it be called. under the circumstances? New Order, more than anyone else, you can either love or hate. This time it's love. The only way to take them is existentially: they're constantly redefining themselves. It's not the first time they've been reborn - they seem to have as many lives as a cat (and as much mystique). Tonight, there's a genuine warmth in the music which is too often lacking. It fills everything, mesmeric, committed, compulsive. It makes you want to s