After a dramatic string of events that led to two different venue changes, Fun. made their return to Minneapolis (well, Maplewood) last night. Anyone that's been following this blog loosely within the past month knows Fun. by now. I gave
Some Nights a
less than glistening review last month and I briefly talked about them in
my post about indie bands making it big. This will have been the third time that I've seen them live (What? They come to Minnesota a lot) and I've been impressed with them each time, but last night blows the other two performances out of the water.
I was severely disappointed when the venue changed from Varsity Theater to the Brick,
which has gotten a lot of bad press since it opened, and even more disappointed when it moved from the Brick to Myth, which has gotten a reputation of being a high school club because of the number of 16+ shows they host. And may I say, the tween hipsters were out in full force.
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Charlie Brand of
Miniature Tigers |
Waiting in line, I could see the armies of little hipsters setting up camp outside Myth. I, along with all the other seasoned concert-goers, were outnumbered, not vastly, but enough to be a little worried. The older crowd did show up, but it was much later, which was a relief. Once we got to our spots for the night, which just happened to be front row, we practically spent the whole night trying to defend them. So many of these teeny-boppers lacked concert-etiquette, blatantly making snide comments about a girl that came back from the bathroom to claim her spot, awkwardly groping me and my friends from behind, cheering things that were meant for a high school pep rally rather than a concert, and making fool-hearty attempts to get in front of us by claiming they needed to lean on the railing (why do you need the railing when you've been awkwardly leaning on me despite my polite requests to stop?). I don't know whether this was a problem for the other people at the concert or if it was just the people around us, but it certainly put somewhat of a damper on an otherwise flawless night.
Now that I'm done complaining, let's get to the flawless part.
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Fiero T-Shirt? Sold |
Brooklyn-based synth-pop act Miniature Tigers had an overall great performance. I wasn't graced with hearing them before the performance last night, but they were really great. I couldn't help but like them as soon as they entered onto the stage, with a guitarist that looked like Lenny Kravitz, a bassist wearing some of the most obnoxious argyle socks I've ever seen, and a drummer that was wearing a Fiero t-shirt, drinking a Summit Great Northern Porter, and jamming out on a drum kit sporting a shoddily-painted on strawberry.
The set started a little slow. It took them a while to realize their frontman Charlie Brand's microphone wasn't nearly loud enough. I don't know that I actually comprehended a line from his sassy, sometimes even raunchy, lyrics until about half way through the set. The singing, and with it the rest of the performance, made vast improvements when they bumped up the vocal mic. Despite this, the lively guitar riffs and simple, but thundering drum beats were high-caliber. It just made the entire crowd want to dance. And that's what we did. I'm not usually a dancer when I go to concerts, but their poppy, upbeat music was just too perfect to not at least jump around to a little bit.
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The stage is set |
After a great performance and about a forty-minute wait, Nate Ruess and his bandmates took the stage with a fiery energy that resonated with the entire audience. Opening with "One Foot," a song off their new album, they proved that they are much better without the auto-tune (the main thing that killed their new album for me). The set continued with a solid mix of songs from both their albums, perhaps even more from
Aim and Ignite, which was a surprising considering they were touring to promote
Some Nights. I was hoping for a song by the Format (they played "Dog Problems" the last time I saw them), but alas it never came.
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Fun. takes the stage |
Sporting a Celtics jersey,
he brought a lot more energy to his performance than they did against Toronto last night. Nate's stage presence, vocal range, and obvious love for what he's doing never ceases to amaze me. They all looked like they were all just having a ball up there. The energy that they all put into the performance was just palpable throughout the venue. Nate made the enthusiastic audience the star of the show on more than one occasion. I always love when performers make the audience an integral part of the show.
Highlights included an anthemic performance of the song that put them on the map "We Are Young," Nate and Jack's witty exchange about how their dads were both probably high in the audience ("Isn't it sad when your dad smokes weed and you don't?"), a powerful, emotional performance of "The Gambler," and Nate having to wait a good ninety seconds to squeak out the last line of his first encore (there were two) over the roar of the audience.
Overall, a standup performance and proof that Fun. is a remarkable band to see live. Trust me. I've now got three shows under my belt. We'll see if I end up seeing them at Lollapalooza again this summer. Miniature Tigers were a great opener and a great match for Fun. While Miniature Tigers were danceable, Fun. proved belt-able as always. Also, Nate informed us during the show that last night was the largest show they've ever headlined for. Congratulations on your most recent step to stardom. You deserve it.
*All photos for this post courtesy of Heather Roos