Miike Snow - The Palladium - 10/30/12
Better Than: Actual snow
Miike Snow finished their fall tour last night with an All Hallow's Eve eve show at The Palladium in Hollywood. The Swedish act sounded tight and right as they tore through hits and deeper cuts from their albums Miike Snow and Happy to You. The rich, cleanly sophisticated and ever-more intense electro-pop was accompanied by a relatively simple visual show that was both restrained and grand. Fellow Swedes Niki and the Dove opened.
The evening went something like this:
9:59PM: I pick a spot to stand. Three sexy mimes walk by.
10:05PM: Close inspection of the ticket reveals that it is a 5+ show.
10:09PM: I see a small person in the crowd who might actually be five years old.
Katie Bain Forget it, four year olds
10:18PM: Roughly eight percent of the attendees are wearing Halloween costumes. There are hippies, disco dancers, sailers, the mad hatter, a bunch of hipsters, and a few woman in those vague costumes women sometimes do when they just throw on a bustier, a tutu, fishnet stockings and a pair of heels.
10:22PM: The show opens with a long, serene intro where the musician-less stage is bathed in red light and filled with fog while a sort of ambient, angelic sounding music plays. This lasts for awhile. "How much fog do you think they've got?" asks a guy in bunny ears and a three piece suit, as the cloud wafts out over the audience.
10:30PM: The five members of the band come onstage, and singer Andrew Wyatt has some sort of black costume-type hood over his head, momentarily making the group look like mildly satanic what with all the fog and red lighting and whatnot. They're also all dressed in black. And they open with "Enter the Joker's Lair." Perhaps I'm projecting but they seem to be embracing the holiday spirit.
10:40PM: The energy picks up considerably with "The Wave" although the crowd's dancing so far is best described as "restrained."
10:46PM: "This is a fucking dance club, right?" asks Wyatt as people finish their huge cups of beer and the crowd loosens up. The richly layered electronic-infused synth rock gets progressively deeper (and louder) with each song on the foundation of the group's driving, multilayered piano and keyboards and singular military march style percussion.
10:51PM Wyatt has a constant flow of hot tea at his disposable, suggesting vocal fatigue. There are definitely moments when his voice is mechanically filtered. Regardless, his voice is one the best parts about the band, and if his throat hurts he isn't letting on.