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Story and photos by Gypsy Davey Kicking off the night as well as their tour, The Faint dug their talons into the hardwood floor of Turner Hall's stage Wednesday night. The performance that followed this April 1st night was far from being a joke, and for a maiden voyage being so spot-on, I'm left wondering how much better their show could be after working out what they feel to be kinks. There certainly weren't any to my discernable eye. The Faint opened with a powerful start to the double-billed headliner, with Ladytron to follow.The Faint played a set that heavily favored 2004's Wet From Birth, starting early on with "Phone Call," then frontman singer Todd Fink stated, "We're really excited about playing this next one, we haven't played it in a while," then kicked out the energetic "Southern Belles In London Sing." Which laid the groundwork for yet another WFB cut in "Paranoiattack," pushed forward against a backdrop of projected images that registered subliminally causing me to start looking over my own shoulders by song's end. They proceeded with other cuts from their catalog after thanking everyone for coming out, but those only served to bolster the WFB revival. Ending the evening's set with "Dropkick The Punks," followed with "I Disappear." Disappear they did, if only from sight, because the impression they left in our minds may never fade. The house lights lifted and the elaborate stage construction for the Ladytron show began. One half to three quarters of an hour is pretty much standard prep-time between shows, but pushing up towards an hour, the crowd was visibly getting restless. To a funked-up version of Tone Loc's "Funky Cold Medina" mutating into ELO's "Livin' Thing," Ladytron finally took the stage at 10:34. Significantly upping the volume of their set, but falling short of matching the intensity or enthusiasm of that that preceded them, they still managed to mail-in a decent set for a packed Hall of fans. Their show that followed was pretty unmemorable in contrast, however. There's a reason in the arc of a storyline that the climax happen towards the end, or that the finale of fireworks is where you're bombarded with sensory overload. I found it difficult to get invested in what Ladytron was exploring, in part because I felt like I already experienced the ending, the climax, and the finale, with what The Faint threw our way. Ladytron did in fact...disappear. |
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