unlike Of Montreal’s last show in Vancouver, where the crowd at the Plaza Club was not only warmed up by the opening band, Panurge, but lit on *fire*, the headliner’s appearance and first few songs were received with tepid enthusiasm by the sold-out crowd. doors opened at 8:15 and the audience was subjected to two and a half hours of DJ Trevor Risk’s 80’s soundtrack with bass & drum transitions — although, the songs coordinated well with the wardrobe of half the hipsters in attendance, i must say. by the time 10:30 rolled around with no band on the small Richard’s stage, my friends and i were either willing to ask for our money back and leave or triple-team the DJ, forcing and end to the torture.
luckily, Of Montreal can’t seem to disappoint even if they were to try. once they made us forget about the near three hours of our lives we wasted waiting on them, it only got better. by the end of the night, we three were bouncing and singing along (so much so, my throat still feels raw this morning) and so happy the band came out and performed a four-song encore before heading back to their Double D Coach with the Georgia license plates.
only two things could have made the evening better:
1. showing up at 10:30pm to avoid the shitty DJ.
2. sitting in a spot NOT directly underneath the air conditioning outflow. brr.