of Montreal @ Granada
Dallas has not rocked this hard since Red Animal War, from Denton, in 2002; I finally had the same feeling as when I watched them absolutely dismantle The Gypsy Tea Room (RIP). The feeling that I am addressing is the possessive tribal energy that comes when you witness something that kicks ass and everyone around agrees that it does indeed, kick ass. Finally, after a recent string of concerts which featured a below average band or fanbase, I was able to revel in a band that enjoyed the hell out of playing and a crowd beaming with adoration. of Montreal had come a long way from their lo fi pop beginnings. Read on after the jump.
Words by Brett Yniguez | Photos by Hash Browns
I arrived at the Granada in Dallas, only to find tons of people outside and very few at will call. I thought that I had stumbled upon a break in the show and that the group outside was as large as the crowd was going to get. I was wrong. I made my way inside to grab a specially priced four dollar PBR, and I headed into the venue. Jesus. The place was as full as I had ever seen it before. The crowd was very colorful and ready for of Montreal’s infamous theatrical performance.
The show started with the song Suffer For Fashion from their 2007 album Hissing Fauna, Are You the Destroyer. I believe that this song tells the tale of the entire concert. A statement about the irreversible judgements Kevin Barnes and Co. have gone through for fitting the art craze of the evolving ‘hipster fashion’’ in the music industry. The entire experience was just that, a proclamation to the truth about art, the grind that artists endure on their way to recognition in a new genre of indie music. Kevin Barnes’ voice was wonderfully blended with the instrumental music that ranged from afrobeat to funk.
The rest of the set included work from four of the other nine full length albums. I think the thing that impressed me the most was the bands ability to play so tightly the patented pop and synth-infused songs from the latest two albums, Hissing Fauna and Skeletal Lamping. I always imagined of Montreal not being able to produce live the music from their records. There are groups that are completely unable to touch what the studio does to their CD, but of Montreal, through advanced puppetry, actors dressed as pigs, and the cohesiveness of the band gave the crowd an experience to remember and defined how music should be played, with no reservations.
There was confetti everywhere and the four screens at the theater were flashing, “I love you.” Kevin Barnes had just offered himself to a sold out Dallas crowd. I remember turning to my friend and saying “this guy seems like he paid to watch the audience.” It seemed that as soon as I stopped talking Barnes stated, “Thank you for letting us be ourselves.” I thought the gratitude was very meaningful and recommend this band to anyone who wants to see something theatrical, sexy, and musically splendid.
Aaaand the setlist brought to you by a beer drenched napkin:
Suffer For Fashion
Wraith Pinned to the Mist (And Other Games)
St. Exquisite’s Confessions
Triphallus, To Punctuate!
Rapture Rapes The Muses
Bunny Ain’t No Kind of Rider
The Party’s Crashing Us
For Our Elegant Caste
Faberge Falls for Shuggie
A Sentence of Sorts in Kongsvinger
Heimsdalsgate Like A Promethean Curse
An Eluardian Instance
Beware Our Nubile Miscreants
She’s a Rejecter