Click on the pic to enlarge. Photo by Wally Waller.
Because of the Showcase I only caught about 10 minutes of Girl Talk at Revolution on Thursday. But I saw enough.
In all my years of going to shows here, I've never seen the level of mass hysteria the Rev Room had going last night. Even at Foxboro Hot Tubs (Green Day) at Juanita's. When I walked in, around 11:45, midway through the DJ's 75 minute set, my glasses fogged up instantly. It must've been 30 degrees hotter inside the club than out.
Young, mostly white, hipsters were grinding everywhere. On a riser on the raised level. In the VIP perch. On the stairs, against the railing, back by the bar. I didn't even think about venturing into the pit. It looked like it would swallow you, and it extended onto the stage, which looked like the picture above.
Everything, even those lost in music and drink, oriented around the lanky white kid on stage, who spent the whole time I was there (and surely most of the show) hunkered over a laptop, rising occasionally to shout out Little Rock or to take off his shirt and wave it around.
If past shows are any indication, he probably did a lot more than I witnessed to get the crowd hype, but all the laptop hovering? That's about as exciting as when you scan your iPod at a party for the next track.
Not that it takes anything away from the music. I love "Feed the Animals." Like I said in my preview, it's awesomely omnivorous. Every song is packed with dozens of "ah ha!" moments of recognition. But I'm not sure dance floor populism is the right term for it. Maybe more like rap made palatable to white kids through a filter of nostalgic pop. (See Rage, Rod Stewart, Kenny Loggins, Dexys Midnight Runners, hell, even Radiohead. And on and on
There's nothing wrong with that. Especially, if its introducing folks to new music. And, though it might come to a surprise for those who've only listened to snippets, it's clearly it's great for getting down to.
But it ain't exactly revelatory, people. If Girl Talk blew your mind, maybe it's time to start stepping out to a few more DJ shows. Even better, buy a computer and make your own blends.
Mark your calendars for April 24. Luminfire
, from Fayetteville, does similar stuff, except he's an actual DJ, with turntables and a sampler. That might not be any more interesting to watch, but points for, you know, actually performing.