Clap Your Hands Say Yawn

So I went to see Clap Your Hands Say Yeah at the Great American Music Hall.

I like the album but this show fell flat.  A great venue but there was no performance, just a surly trot through the songs and then they were off.  And the lead singer's voice grated live.  As did his hat.

Dad style rant:  this seems to be what young bands do.  Kings Of Leon, The Arctic Monkeys, The Editors... the same onstage sulk.  A gig is a visual medium - if we just wanted to listen, we'd be horizontal with our headphones on.  Smile lads, you're rockstars.

It seems odd to me.  In an age when the live show is more important than ever - a guaranteed money-spinner in the era of pirated downloads - you'd think showmanship would rise to the fore. 

Hot Chip, on the other hand, are hot shit live.  Even seeing them at a record store in the middle of the afternoon was fun.  Lads let loose with synths and loving it.  Chancers, perhaps, and certainly less 'muso' than many bands-of-the-moment, but everyone left with a smile on their face...and tingling ear drums.

Comments

[Jamie]

hey! you could write a song about it! fake tales of san fransisco echo through the room! (not that your tales are fake, obv. or are they? are you really in a bedsit in acton?)

[jonnyeye]

Scuppered.

Reminds me of the Ghanaian journalist who won awards for his 'frontline' reporting from Iraq.....until he was found hiding in a basement in Accra with a sound effects machine...

It's exhausting living 9 hours behind you guys, even in Acton.