Concert Review: The Asteroids Galaxy Tour, February 7th, Lincoln Hall

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The dress code Tuesday night at Lincoln Hall was glitter. Although I, and most of my fellow concert-goers, didn’t get the memo until too late, each of the band members of The Asteroids Galaxy Tour rocked a glittery accoutrement: the horn section sported glittery bowties, the percussion section rocked a glitter lined denim jacket, the guitarist wore a glittery vest and the lead singer jammed in a glittery tunic and sparkly jeggings. The band shone. Literally and figuratively.

It didn’t hurt that the evening was peppered with unexpected and awesome instruments which included a saxophone, a trombone, bongos, a cowbell and some maracas. The band was definitely strongest when the horn section was going full blast, although the synthesizer heavy songs were pretty fun too. The best unexpected instrument though, was busted out by the keyboardist mid-set…ta-da! A flute!

When I learned that The Asteroids Galaxy Tour was a Danish pop group, my expectations went through the roof. The Europop movement might have died down but, being a true kid of the 80’s/90’s, it lives on in my heart, and I’d say that if The Asteroids Galaxy Tour is a taste of what Europop has morphed into now, I definitely approve. Their recorded work translates pretty well, give Heart Attack a listen and decide for yourself. And if they come to your town, buy yourself a ticket and make sure to wear something sparkly.

Concert Review: Phony PPL and Theophilus London, February 6th, 9:30 Club

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After seeing Theophilus London and opener Phony PPL perform on February 6th at the 9:30 Club I was just too overwhelmed by the high-energy fantasticness of the show to craft a coherent paragraph-style review. So here goes: my first (perhaps the world’s first?) experiment with Concert Review Jeopardy. Alex Trebek, eat your heart out.

Category: Apparel Seen on Stage at the show
Correct Response: What are a vintage Stockholm Olympics sweater, a leopard-print bath robe, a “F*ck the Police” T-shirt, a gold-embroidered-elephant vest, argyle socks, and a New York Giants baseball cap?

Category: Best Free-Style Lyrics
Correct Response: What is “I got six hos… and a Frosty” (credit Theophilus – I still am not sure which part of that phrase would make a man happier)?

Category: Best Non-Lyric Lines
Correct Response: What is “hold up yo, my foot is stuck in the mic-wiring” (credit Phony PPL) and “Shout out to the ladies in DC. Y’all a good lookin’ bunch! We just performed in Utah, and let me tell you, wasn’t a pretty picture” (credit Theophilus)?

Category: Best Logo
Correct Response: What is the fake moustache on Phony PPL’s website?

Category: Best Stage Technique
Correct Response: What is ‘stool-game,’ which allowed the all-male performers to serenade a hand-chosen female audience-member with a love song?

Category: Illicit Stage Behavior
Correct Response: What is passing a joint?

Category: Most Well-Received Songs
Correct Response: What is “Just Break it Off” by Phony PPL and “I Stand Alone” and “Girls, Girls, $” by Theophilus?

Category: Stage Set-Up
Correct Response: What is a disco ball, fresh roses, stools (see “Category: Best Stage Technique”), and strobe lights?

Category: Ultimate Description of Theophilus Live
Correct Response: What is in your face, unapologetic, and leaves you wanting more?

Concert Review: Jukebox the Ghost, January 25th, House of Blues

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Chicago – What better way to spice up the middle of a blah week than skip your night class and go to a concert? Who needs education anyway right? Wednesday was the eve of my dear friend’s 30th birthday. She has this whole long list of things that she’s not allowed to do after she turns 30 (eat PB&J, play drinking games, take shots for her age, wear glitter makeup, pretty much everything that makes life worth living) so I bought her some Wonderbread, some Smuckers, and some Jif and brought her to the House of Blues for a night out with Jukebox the Ghost and Jack’s Mannequin.

We got to the venue about halfway through the opener, Jukebox the Ghost’s, set and the place was already packed. Before I get to the music though I have to give a shout out to the venue – this was my first time in a House of Blues – I’ve always looked down on it because it’s part of a chain. I figured it would be soul-sucking money maker with no character – not true at all! This place actually ranks as one of my favorite concert venues in Chicago now. Decorated with pop top art and weird statues and masks on the walls – I’m usually one to stake out a spot next to the stage and move neither for hell nor high water nor drunken moshers for the subsequent three hours, but I couldn’t help but roam the place during the breaks between sets. The two or three full bars scattered around didn’t hurt either.

My sister and I like to call Jukebox the hardest working hipsters on the circuit. These guys just tour relentlessly, and every time I go see them I’m waiting for one of them to just pass out mid-set – I always think I should pack a sandwich from them just in case. They made it through their set with energy to spare though – playing say when, schizophrenia and good day, along with a medley of cover songs.

There’s nothing to dislike about Jukebox’s music: it’s upbeat, it’s catchy, it’s imaginative, and everyone who I’ve forced to try it out (which is many) feels an instant connection to what the band’s trying to get across – take a listen, and I promise you won’t regret it.

The main act, Jack’s Mannequin, was the second pleasant surprise of the night. I’ve never really given much thought to Jack’s Mannequin – I knew their one song, Dark Blue, and wasn’t really blown away by it, but I was absolutely blown away by their performance. Let’s start with the set up for the stage – a disco ball, Ikea lamps and a baby grand piano. There are too many bands out there who use totally overstimulating and gratuitous props for their sets that just take away from their music, but this set up was perfect: baby grand – classy, Ikea lamps – intriguing, disco ball – fun. Yes, yes and yes. The lead singer of the band, Andrew McMahon, absolutely dominated the stage in his white suit and sweet facial hair (I kept on hearing Ke$ha in my head throughout the night “I like your beard”.) He’s an excellent vocalist and although he didn’t do a lot of dancing (my favorite part of concerts is watching the band rock out) his energy was infectious and he absolutely had the crowd going. While I’m not sure that I’ll be listening to Jack’s Mannequin’s albums nonstop now (I tried them when I got home and somehow they just didn’t quite translate as well as they did live) I certainly enjoyed them in person. Overall an excellent way to spend a Wednesday.

Concert Review: Fujayi & Miyagi, January 24th, Wrongbar

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It’s often said that the perfect remedy for a brisk and dull Tuesday night is a dance party. Who often says this? I don’t know. People way cooler than I am. Last Tuesday was unbearably cold and considerably dull, so I decided to heed to the advice of the cool and attend a dance party. A four piece act who recently released their forth album Ventriloquizzing, Brighton band Fuijiya and Miyagi would be our sheppards for the evening.

Dirty bass lines pared with David Best’s breathy Robert Del Naja-ish voice are the driving forces behind Fujiya and Miyagi’s music and the band displayed them prominently in the opening half of the set, which featured a few of their hits Knickerbocker and Uh. It didn’t take long before the front of the stage was turned into a dance floor with eager young legs ready to get groove dance on to the increasingly energetic set. The band was content to let their music do the speaking, saying nary a word as they moved about the stage, which was adorned with a projector backdrop. The eighty minute set spanned the group’s discography and was basically one smooth groovy ride for the entire duration. There was beats, there was synth and then there was David Best’s voice, which I guess if he wasn’t in a band, he could probably have made a lot of money doing voice-overs or something. While you can accuse Fujiya and Miyagi of remaining in their comfort zone musically for much of their careers, the sweaty and enthusiastic crowd at the end of the show suggests you can’t argue with their results.

Indie Kid vs Dance Kid also went to the show. He also decided he liked to eat oysters.