In between this stop's raffles and giveaways - emceed by a
demented-looking DJ in a silver foil suit -- openers 22 Jacks and
Luscious Jackson logged some quality stage-time. Southern
California's Jacks offered catchy power-pop that was earnest if
unspectacular. Lead singer Joe Sib, looking something like a
rockin' Ben Stiller, tried to engage the sparse crowd. "Your turn,"
he occasionally suggested, holding the mike out to a listless
audience. Even a punked-up cover of the Police's "Message in a
Bottle," which should have been familiar enough for a sing-a-long,
got little response.
Introducing the band's current single, "Somewhere In Between," Sib
speculated that the band might be able to come back someday and
headline the venue "for free," before adding the kicker, "with free
beer, too!" Even that bribe didn't jostle the crowd, who, besides
being largely underage, had already been plied with plenty of free
Doritos and other goodies.
When Luscious Jackson got their turn to work the room, they slipped
directly into their smooth, languid amalgams of hip-hop, dance,
trance and pop. Getting into a groove with the percolating "Naked
Eye" and the driving "Devotion," singer/bassist Jill Cunniff's
vocals were delicate and warm in contrast to guitarist Gabby
Glaser's hushed lower tones, the mix adding rich shadings to the
already textured songs.
The New York trio, augmented by additional touring members on
keyboards, turntables and percussion, emphasized its disco
leanings, perhaps in hopes of putting the crowd in the mood for a
dance party. For "Citysong," Cunniff invited four girls and two
boys from the audience to join the band on stage as dancers, as
befitting the song's chorus. In synch with keyboardist Singh
Birdsong (who replaced Vivian Trimble on tour), Cunniff jumped and
spun around in a simple dance move that the half-dozen stage guests
mimicked. Even drummer Kate Schellenbach bunny-hopped up from
behind her kit to join the dance line. From there, the dance theme
stuck.
Smash Mouth's revisionist-retro set brought out the shimmy, the
watusi, the electric slide, and even the twist, as couples and
friends spread out on the dancefloor. Oddly enough, since much of
the crowd was dancing, a large percentage wasn't even watching the
band. No matter, as Smash Mouth set up the stage with members on
separate risers , so that they couldn't really interact with the
audience anyway.
Opening with the hangover-themed "Then the Morning Comes," the band
emphasized its Sixties garage and go-go leanings, referencing the
Zombies, and ? and the Mysterians with farfisa-heavy melodies perky
enough to groove to, and bland enough not to offend anyone. A cover
of Van Halen's "Runnin' With the Devil" may have been an attempt to
show a darker side, but it too felt zapped of any
rebelliousness.
Due to a bad sound mix and the acoustics of the circular room,
Steve Harwell's vocals sounded muddy -- though that could have been
due to the band's penchant for oozy psychedelia. For the
set-closing "Walking on the Sun," red and black lights temporarily
blinded Harwell ("I feel like Ray Charles, I can't see shit," he
complained), giving him a sunburnt glare as he intoned, "Act now,
supplies are running out..." The lights were so bright, he didn't
even see the irony.
JENNIFER VINEYARD
(February 11, 2000)
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