There were three openers for this one, and I got there right at the end of Ben O'Brien's set when he chugged down a bunch of raw eggs from a mason jar. O'Brien plays a character, Earth Universe, a "spiritual guru, cult leader, Christ figure, and author who travels the country convincing teenagers to join his cult." I missed where the eggs came in to play.
I missed all but the last 30 seconds of Earth Universe, but it set the tone for the next two acts. Prince Rama is sister-duo Taraka and Nimai Larson. They play futuristic, psychedelic dance music, and their most recent album is a concept album where the sisters “invented 10 different pop bands that died during the apocalypse, channeling the ghosts of each one to perform the various songs.” It's really catchy stuff, and the live performance, with Taraka slinking and slipping across stage, is captivating.
Dan Deacon headlined. I saw him once before, at Smalls, on his oh-so-brief No Deachunter tour w/ No Age and Deerhunter. Deacon's crowds know what to expect, and they come ready to dance. "High-energy," "frenetic" -- none of these adjectives fully capture the non-stop pulsing frenzy that is a Dan Deacon show.
Here's what you missed:
|crazy drum machines flanked the stage|
|I really should have bought one of these shirts|