|The Faint / TV on the Radio / Beep Beep
November 6, 2004 - Showbox - Seattle, WA
|review by Ashley Graham|
|On a rare occasion a band can put on a show that reminds the jaded and all-too-frequent concert-goer why they still go in the first place, that reminds them that even after all the good concerts, great ones are still possible. For this concert-goer, that most recent great one came in the form of Omaha, Nebraska's The Faint.
Beginning the night is newcomers Beep Beep. Labelmates on Saddle Creek with The Faint, the bands even share a member, Joel Petersen. Beep Beep is a nice start to an amazing night. Their sound is familiar enough to get you interested, and different enough to keep you interested. Dual singers Chris Hughes and Eric Pemberton scream and squeal their way through many of the tracks on their debut album Business Casual. To all outward appearances, this band is comprised of nothing you would expect of it. Pemberton wears green Dockers and a button-up shirt with ducks on it and the rest of the band is subdued in street clothes. They don't look like what they sound like, which is all the more reason to give them your attention. Though at this stage of their career they might seem better suited to a smaller venue, Beep Beep makes use of their spot and gets their due accolades. But this night of music will get even better.
TV on the Radio is passionate in their delivery and their music is stunning. Grand in its scope its obvious why this band has been receiving the attention they have been as of late. Though perhaps slightly out of place in this line-up, they do add something to it. As their set ends, however, it is obvious that the night is just beginning. As the crowd moves closer in, energy builds.
When The Faint take the stage it is explosive. There are screens side by side on the stage showing never-ending video clips meticulously pieced together. There are strobe lights in the background creating a constant flicker and an atmosphere perfect for this particular brand of music. The effect is dazzling. The music sounds great and the crowd is in love with it. But the real star of the show is frontman Todd Baechle. Though there is a lot going on on this stage, Baechle is hard to ignore. Not hard to ignore, impossible to ignore. He sneers at the audience, he swings his body with the music, his voice is inescapable and he is absolutely intoxicating to watch. If you could manage to take your eyes off of him, which often proved difficult from this perspective, the rest of the show continued around him. Highlights included "Worked Up So Sexual," which was an audience favorite near the beginning of the set, and the final song "Agenda Suicide." The crowd was so ready for this good of a show that the floor of the venue shook throughout nearly the entire set. When the band announced their last song it was to the displeasure of nearly every audience member, despite the rising room temperature.